In the heart of Edinburgh, Indiana, there’s a culinary treasure that doesn’t need fancy frills or Instagram-worthy decor to draw crowds.
Just a perfectly breaded pork tenderloin that extends well beyond the boundaries of its bun, hanging over the edges like a crispy, golden halo of deliciousness.
The Edinburgh Diner stands proudly along the roadside, its classic sign beckoning hungry travelers and locals alike with the simple promise of “Breakfast, Lunch, Dinner” – three magic words that speak directly to the soul of any Midwesterner.
You know you’re in for something special when you pull into the parking lot and spot license plates from neighboring states – people don’t drive across state lines for mediocre food…