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I've had too many drunken
diner experiences to count. I've recounted some of them here, but
there's always space for one more. My new drunk thing to order is
buffalo burgers. Those big, hairy creatures sure are tasty! And Westway
makes a good one, avoiding the freakish drying that tends to happen
with the low-fat meat. In fact, it was Westway that really sold me
on the quality of the ground up bison covered in melted cheese on
a toasted sesame seed bun. Through my haze, I seem to recall a large,
sprawling space filled with late-night diners. Like any diner worth
its salt, Westway is bustling and loud and hectic. I mean, yeah, it's
just a diner, but try telling that to a starving drunk guy with a
hankering for a burger and fries and a couple fins burning a hole
in his pocket. [MF]
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