nostr:npub13attvty30qj6nclzc76l68sjygsr6lc7v5zl6sgadxaf5up6f9fsx0quy9 Was a hangout for my older brother and some HS friends at night, sometimes they'd let me tag along. We'd order coffee and appetizers and sit for hours. The good old days. One of the guys had this thing he'd do, he'd stand up, adjust his collar, and say "Let's go to Lyons!" It was his thing. Good times. We didn't like the Denny's staff,  one of the Lyons cooks was cool, he was glad we weren't out getting in trouble, so he took care of us too. We tipped good.