Here's the shot looking toward the kitchen. The diner is plastered with newspaper articles about the military (navy) and local sports highlights. Behind the row of hot sauces is the kitchen. I assume the owner/cook is Frank and he's a big Samoan guy (I'm guessing but given some of the Samoan paraphenalia in the diner, I think I'm right) who cooks up some good spam. I got the spam & egg breakfast. Made me feel like I was at home.
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