Modeled after a usable dining car right off the railways, the Lawrence Park Dinor is a Silk City diner with tons of character. Curved ceiling and stainless steel make eating here a blast from the past. The diner hasn’t changed much since 1948, and new owners Becky and Rick Standley are keeping with traditions. Never having been there before, I was pleasantly surprised when I pulled up and saw the car. Amanda and I grabbed a table and waited for our friends, Shannon Warchol and Tony Ferrare. The tables were a little on the small side, so food for four, plus Tony and I being big guys, was going to be fun.
The menu was straight forward with pancakes, eggs and omelets. Fancy stuff is good, but you can’t go wrong with a no-frills breakfast. Rick was sitting at the counter when we sat down, and Becky was cooking away. Our server Heather got us some coffee and water and then took our orders. She recommended one thing to me and one thing only: their Greek omelet. I was worried about that seeing as how I really don’t like Greek Sauce. Amanda got the house breakfast sandwich, Shannon got the feta omelet, and Tony and I both went with the Greek omelet.
Though the service was fast, we still managed to go through a few cups of coffee before our food made it to the table. Another server, Hailey, kept our cups filled with fresh coffee. A lot of diners I go to will let their coffee pots sit on hot plates and just burn away. The coffee here didn’t last long enough to burn, and every cup was perfect.
It was almost 11 a.m., and I was ready for this meal. Amanda’s sandwich consisted of bacon, egg, cheese, lettuce, tomato and mayo on her choice of bread. It looked like the most perfect BLT anyone could ask for. The bacon was crispy and the eggs with the veggies made a delicious combo.
Feta cheese has always been one of my favorite cheeses. Thrown together with onions and tomatoes and stuffed in an omelet sounds like heaven. I stole a bite from Shannon’s plate, and it was worth getting caught (even though she offered). Feta isn’t a cheese that melts when heated, so it stays a little firm. It picked up the flavors from the onions and tomatoes with a little thyme; it would be the perfect Mediterranean omelet.
Let me again say that I have never been a fan of Greek sauce. I’m not even sure why it is called Greek sauce, and it is something I have never seen outside the Erie area. Typically, I find that it just tastes like a bad sloppy joe, but not from the Lawrence Park Dinor. My Greek omelet was laid on a bed of fresh homefries, stuffed with cheese, and smothered in their original spicy Greek sauce. This sauce was awesome: rich and meaty with just a small kick of spice. The eggs on the bottom absorbed a lot of the “runniness” of the sauce and thickened it right up. Every bite had some cheese in it as well. I couldn’t have asked for a better breakfast. Shannon is always the first person to ask for proof of me finishing all of my food, but because she was with me, I got to show her in person that I finished this huge omelet.
Thank you to everyone who made our breakfast so enjoyable. Becky and Rick, keep up the fantastic work with the diner. You have set the Greek sauce bar high, and I worry that everyone else’s will fall short in comparison.
Until next time,
Andrew – Beard vs. Food