I'm hard pressed to think what else I could want in a diner.
The family and I were driving through New Jersey, and the thought of stopping at a diner to have breakfast for dinner sounded perfect to restore our spirits. It was the Wednesday before Thanksgiving, so I thought I should probably give them a call just to confirm they would be open by the time we would arrive.
"How late will you be open tonight?"
"We are open 24 hours" the voice replied with a tone comprised of equal parts, exhaustion and incredulity, which was entirely proper and appropriate.
Walking into State Line Diner, for folks who coming to an end of a very long day, feels a bit like a warm embrace. Greeted first by the massive dessert case filled with impossibly large treats, including cheesecakes several inches in height, we soon saw the host.
"Table or booth?"
"Booth, please!"
And we were swiftly shown to our comfortable place in the dining room to comfort ourselves with tried and true foods. Maybe a tad less comfortable were the massive massive menus that might take hours to adequately parse. But our friendly, efficient, and clearly battle tested server put us at ease.
"Are you ready to order?"
"No, not quite yet."
"I'll come back in another second."
As if it would just take us a few seconds to make our decisions. The euphemism was charming, and as it turns out, we were not as far away from our orders as I had feared.
On the whole, Yelpers haven't been too kind to State Line Diner, but I also remembered that New Jersey Yelp can be pretty freakin' brutal. It's not reasonable to expect any given item on a Diner's impossibly long menu is going to knock it out of the park. And I learned from other reviews that if I was going to order an egg sandwich, that I should make sure to specify I want a second egg on that Jersey staple.
While I am often compelled to get something with Taylor Ham when I'm visiting the Garden State, I opted for something far more moderate. In this case, it was a bowl of matzoh ball soup and an order of fried zucchini. The inspiration came from reading some other reviews on the drive. And it felt like a moderate meal as I entered an immoderate weekend.
The fried zucchini had a choice of marinara sauce or horseradish sauce. I do love horseradish sauce with my fried vegetables, so that's what I asked for. The waitress acknowledged the order but also said, "No marinara sauce?" And I said yes.
She seemed just a tad disappointed in my decision.
When the plate arrived to the table I saw why. The horseradish sauce was simply some packets thrown on the plate. So I asked the waitress, "On second thought, could I have some marinara too please?"
That was definitely a very good call indeed.
The rest of the family went with breakfast as planned. The kids loved their chocolate chip silver dollar pancakes with a side of whipped cream, and the challah french toast with the upgrade to real maple syrup. Props to State Line Diner for selling the real stuff to go with their delicious homemade food.
My better half ordered a cheese omelet. This was clearly made from freshly cracked and scrambled eggs as the whites and yolks were still not fully mixed together. For the record, I think this is another very good thing. Too many places use pre mixed egg goo from a carton. The omelet was in the flat, rolled diner-griddle style, with plenty of cheddar cheese.
Despite our moderate ordering, there still wasn't room for dessert. The pumpkin cheesecake will have to wait for another time.
As good as the food and service were, perhaps the best part was simply being in a bona fide New Jersey Diner. These places are some of the most democratizing eating institutions in the country. Folks from all stripes and all stages of life are sitting back to back in their booths and eating whatever it is they need in the moment.
"But we have diners in Michigan too" my wife opined.
"No, we have Coneys, and they are very different things."
Some folks may take her side in this debate. But I would argue anyone who feels this way has never really internalized the magic of what makes the New Jersey diner so special. It's all of the above, and more.
Really, State Line Diner is more like a 4* kind of place, but damn have I missed New Jersey Diners. I don't think I realized how much I needed this until I found myself snugly in our booth. And I wanted to try and give the place a little extra love to help balance out the haters.
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