//Cheyenne Diner at 9th & 34th in New York City.
In 2003, my apartment sat atop the the corner of 9th & 37th, and as such, the nearby Cheyenne became a close friend. The last time I was there, I'd had a big lunch at the counter and, low on cash, charged it to my credit card at the very counter pictured above. What I didn't realize til later that night was that I'd left without leaving my tip. Upset at the oversight, I promised that the next time I was in there, I'd leave double.
Unfortunately, upon my prodigal return to its doorstep this month, there was no one left to make it up to. Like most 1-story diners on the west side, it too succumbed to the crazed NYC real estate market's demand for space. I did spent a while walking around and pressing my face against the glass of the chromey ghost-building. The photos are now up in my Flickr gallery along with a batch of diner shots from our stops the Empire and Skylight -- remember to click "Options" and uncheck the box that 'embiggens' photos.