T-Bone 50 Cents: 1939

Mabel dreamed of the day she'd be able to leave Alpine. Little did she know she'd dream of the day she'd be able to move back.

Now there is a slogan I could get behind. I like this shot, it feels like a setup for a noirish misadventure.

Maybe she just hasn't eaten her cereal?

Hey cool! Look at the top left shelf, they had those mini cereal boxes even back then.

I see Corn Flakes, Rice Krispies and Pep, can't read the other one.

Ans of course it's served with "Grade A Milk."

Anonymous made me laugh out loud with the "grab a broom" comment, but I'd rather look down at the floor while I enjoyed my T-bone, Swiss cheese, and tomato juice than up at that precarious ceiling. It looks like it's coming down any minute!

Hey, Dave, any chance you can blow up the products on the shelf behind our Dreamy Counter Queen? Or reveal the name of the Good Honest Beer?

[Harry Mitchell's Good Honest Beer. - Dave]

Reminds me of the Anarene diner in "The Last Picture Show." All it needs is Eileen Brennan in an apron.

What a (as my mother would say) pigsty. Eating in this dump would be like eating in a tool shed. Instead of standing around looking dreamy, she ought to grab a broom.

It could do with a bit of sprucing up while they're waiting. I wonder how old the place actually was, since it doesn't look new even in 1939.

Her halo has drifted up to the ceiling.

[The ectoplasmic tomato slice is what today would be called a hanging chad. The FSA photographers used a paper punch on their films rolls to indicate frames they didn't want printed. - Dave]