Somehow, someway, Ellen’s Diner in Princeville is still open. And so we park where we have always parked, and in we go, to eat breakfast and hear the latest about Ellen’s dogs and guinea pigs.
To sit down inside; it’s like last year never happened.
Except for the mask requirement.
And social distancing.
And the downturn in business.
The upturn in takeout.
The new freezer.
And the diner’s hours of operation.
Wait a minute. New freezer?
At least that’s the idea: something new, something that keeps its cool like it’s supposed to.
Just like Ellen.
April 28. 21 miles.