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Join wayward journeyman Jeff Bratz as he infiltrates the mid-American diner scene in search of Formica countertops, fried eggs and soft toast. If you've visited those other Diner Adventure websites that promise a hearty, hydrogenated helping of small town kitch, but end up serving a disappointing pile of warmed-over, TGI Fridays, know that DinerTales.com is different.
What makes DinerTales.com different from other so-called "Diner Adventure" websites?
Not content to sip diluted coffee in the gentrified comfort of a Flying-J truck stop, Jeff pilots his classic Dodge Aries K-series sedan away from the Interstate off-ramp in search of Norman Rockwell's America. From the faux-granola Ivy League of Ithaca, New York to the home chemistry meth labs of Lander, Wyoming, Jeff's domestic odyssey answers the question: Is there life beyond Starbucks?
More importantly, Jeff needs something to do after breaking up with his band. Even more importantly, he needs somewhere to live after breaking up with his girlfriend. Not surprisingly, both life direction and basic shelter came from the veritable artesian well of delusional pipe dreams: the Internet, specifically the Craigslist.com auto classifieds.
Never one to get bogged down with traditional measures of success like college, property ownership or retention of basic employment, Jeff has invested a significant chunk of his life savings into outfitting the DinerTales.com expedition with (1) a $250, 1986 Dodge Aries, (2) a digital voice recorder --because, let's face it, talking is easier than writing-- and (3) some nifty t-shirts, which Jeff hopes you'll buy. (Note: proceeds from t-shirt sales go to furnishing Jeff with eggs, coffee and gasoline, which he will use to drive in search of eggs, coffee and gasoline.)
Jeff's journey from New York to Wyoming will take him on a Family Circus-esque course to the faux-granola Ivy League of Ithaca, New York, the cement Paul Bunyan statues of Minnesota, the double-wide luxury of Monticello, Arkansas, the phallic gas fields of western Colorado, the unbridled urban sprawl of Sacramento, California and absolutely everywhere in between ... as long as they serve hashbrowns. |
