We've been watching the developments of the Road Island Diner in Oakley since it opened seven years ago, but have never been, so we took off on a "Friday trip day" to check it out.
We headed up Parley's Canyon (Jovie reminded me to drive carefully so I don't make her sick.) then I40, then the road toward Kamas. We took our first drive through Brown's Canyon (so PRETTY!) and just had to stop at the cemetery in Peoa because it was so peaceful.
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| This one breaks my heart. I can't even imagine... |
I thought this was a dining car/trolley converted to a restaurant, and of course Ikey was excited about that. It does kind of look like one from the outside, but once you get inside, you'll realize it's way too wide. We took seats at the bar and ordered rootbeers and corndogs and a philly chicken sandwich. We read the book about the restaurant (look for it on the counter) and found out that it is a manufactured building from the 1930's that was completely restored when it was moved from Connecticut/Massachusetts/New Jersey to Oakley. The building is really fantastic! The countertop is worn marble and all the fixtures are so shiny. The waiter was named Frosty, but his nametag said "Julius" because they have to use period names. He wore a paper hat and a bowtie and was really friendly. We investigated every detail and played a bunch of songs on the tabletop jukebox and ate slowly and it was two hours later when we finished our cherry pie and ice cream. We were the only customers the whole time we were there. The food was good - a little expensive - but it was a destination meal and we thought it was great.
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| Our first time sitting on the barstools. No one fell off. |
Tucking her into bed tonight, I told Jovie: Good night. I think you're fantastic.
Jovie: Good night. I think you're not predictable.
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