Picnic basket count? Pretty famous structure.
Ha ha. Reminds me of a contraceptive from the 80’s.
More of a monument
Now extinct. Used to be in KC.
Sad so many kitschy, and iconic pieces of Americana are gone.
Despite living in the area for almost 30 years, I’ve never been there. I always thought it was a coffee shop - silly me. Will have to check it out someday @bbqboy.
I am immediately reminded of a trip to the Minnesota State Fair in the mid-80s, where I saw some kind of food being sold out of a giant bell pepper, with big sign over top that said “Hot Dago Sandwiches.” As a Jersey girl who went to high school with a lot of Italian American kids, I was pretty shocked. Those sandwiches are still around, or they were as late as 2018.
Yep, definitely still around.
In the discussion I purloined these from, it was mentioned there was a bedroom up in the pot
The busboy lived in it.
You need a donut with your coffee:
Tony Gemignani is a big name in pizza here in the Bay Area–world pizza champion, several restaurants, etc. Just before the pandemic, he was opening a bread bakery in North Beach, the main Italian neighborhood in SF (where his pizza restaurants started), and someone on the street called him a dago. So he now runs Dago Bagels out of the bakery. They’re pretty darn good.
Thanks for that.
The tee pees I drove past for years
I guess there’s something to be said for just owning a slur. And that one’s pretty archaic. I don’t think I’ve ever heard it come out of an actual human being’s mouth. But I’d have a hard time answering the phone there.
Fortunately, the name of the bakery is Toscano Brothers–Dago Bagels is just the bagel part. And yeah, I thought that slur had gone into the dustbin of history.