There’s a chrome-clad time machine on Colfax Avenue where the coffee’s always hot, the waitresses know your troubles before you do, and the chicken fried steak might just change your life.
Let me tell you about Davies’ Chuck Wagon Diner in Lakewood, where the American dream comes served with gravy.
I’m a firm believer that diners are the true barometers of a community’s soul.
Not those fancy farm-to-table establishments where they serve deconstructed something-or-other on a wooden plank for the price of your monthly car payment…