Breakfast is the Most Important Meal of the Day

Yesterday M and I reunited in Connecticut for our final farewell barbeque with his family. It was so much fun to hang out with his brother, sisters, niece, nephews, aunt, uncles, and grandma. After a little bit of beach time and a lot of delicious food we hit the road and headed towards New Jersey. Our plan was to make it past New York so that we wouldn’t have to deal with the traffic this morning.

Two and half hours later, after battling some New York traffic, we arrived at the Hilton in Short Hills, New Jersey. The hotel was beautiful but sadly the service at the hotel restaurant this morning was absolutely appalling and after sitting for 20 minutes and only receiving a glass of water we decided to pack up and try the Summit Diner in town.

Turns out the bad service was a complete blessing in disguise because the Summit Diner was all kinds of awesome. I mean just look at the place:


If this isn't your typical all American diner I don't know what you are looking for. It felt like it was straight out of the 50s. The building itself was aluminum and shaped like a rail car and inside you had a choice of sitting either in the red leather booths or on the stools in front of the counter.


I indulged in an egg and sausage sandwich with a side of country potatoes and M had scrambled eggs with bacon and country potatoes. The food was so delicious it's now 2 o'clock and neither of us are hungry for lunch yet. Granted breakfast was at 10, but still. So far so good on day one of our cross country adventure.

***Sunday August 16th License Plates seen: 12 states***