One of my favorite places to eat in LA is the Cafe 50s Diner. Well, at least, when we were allowed to go out and eat.
Part of the magic there is the juke box with all sorts of old tunes. When I go there, I pop quarters in and play the same ones over and over again. One such ditty is this one. It's all wonderful to drive a car to. Because, well, it's about driving a car. Duh.
Dinner last night: Leftover tortellini.
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