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Joe Fournelle's avatar

An Airport Cafe memory. Family went to Airport Cafe for dinner one Fifties Friday evening. Being Catholic, eating meat on Friday wasn't allowed. I ordered a grilled cheese. My brother ordered a cheeseburger, apparently thinking it was some sort of meatless concoction and our parents didn't say anything to the contrary. The food arrives, my brother takes a bite and "hey! There's a hamburger on my cheeseburger!" I'm sure the waitress thought we were from another planet.

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Jim Feeney's avatar

Many happy memories at La Cabaña, from 1968 on. Their chiles rellenos were outstanding and since then have been my favorite to order in any Mexican restaurant. I married into the Roselius family, and "Grandpa Gene" took us often to LaCabaña. The wonderful manager back then was Ford D'Ybarrondo (spelling?).

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