This is the kind of place you go and expect to see the diner equivalent of Norm of Cheers sitting at the counter. It's a rustic, homely, comfortable place to eat and the food matches. Comfort food is an over used chant but we all know what it is. Breakfast here was great with a pair of huge pancakes and some of the best coffee I've had in a long time.
I remember this building from the 1970s. The building and restaurant is a welcome sanctuary from the over-planned, sterile, over-regulated atmosphere Whistler-Blackcomb presents. The galvanized sheeting under the counter, rough wood and cozy booths are a perfect hiding place.
But don't stay long if it's busy. Read the rules on the place mat. I love stuff like this as, although the rules are meant as humour, one can respect the honest sentiment that drove the place to state them in an effort to guard the staff against superficial, spoiled, phoney urban clowns of the low-fat-double-foam-extra-hot-with-ice-cubes-and-sprinkles-in-a-stemmed-cup-decaf-and-yogurt-for-the-kids crowd.
I'm going back the next time I pass through Whistler, hopefully at a slow time so I can hang around a bit. Good coffee...mmmmm.
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