Like bagels and pizza, I weep for anyone not from around here who does not know the joy of a local diner. I have been to areas where the only places around are Perkins or Waffle House or Denny's. Now, I have only eaten at a Perkins' once (I was on the road at 3am in Minnesota and coffee was a moral imperative) and I have never, even in all my travels in the South, eaten at a Waffle House. But then there is Denny's...ahhh Denny's. Denny's fancies itself as "America's Diner" which is fine, I suppose. Too bad it is IHOP without the street cred, but I have come here to praise Denny's, not to bury them. For a few glorious years in the early to mid 90's, Denny's did something wonderful, that only a national chain could do: they gave out baseball cards with breakfast, thus combining two of my top five things of all time (I will let you speculate as to the other three). And not just any baseball cards, either...
...but holographic baseball cards! Made by Upper Deck! ...and Pinnacle!
That first page is from 1995 and the second from 1996. Alas, I did not acquire these eating plate after plate of Grand Slam platters, I got them from a dime box in a recent show. The scans don't do them justice, either, as they are shiny and glorious. I have looked online and all of their cards were either magic-motion (Sportflix style) or holograms. I would have considered going to Denny's a lot more back then had I known the cards they were giving out were so damn cool.
Now if you excuse me, I am going to grab breakfast at the erstwhile Tiffany Diner...
That's right, Holly Golightly, I'm having Breakfast at Tiffany's.
