I really wanted to love the Bloomsburg Diner. it has loyal fans and community. It has people who insist on eating there whenever they're in town. I have accompanied them, but i have never gone there on my own. It's a greasy spoon for them that likes that sort of thing. The grease is not just on the spoons. It hangs heavy in the air. Some of the booths are kinda tight to squeeze into. That said, the mushroom omelette I had there was excellent. The coffee was good, too. Lots of people swear by this place. I'm just not one of them.
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