“Well Tom, this is it. The final stop for your bachelor party.” The two best friends had stopped in front of an old Route-Master bus. The sign over the entrance read: Where Time Stands Still “Mike, this is a great joke, a greasy spoon for my what, my last meal?” “Yeah, you could say that. Now let’s go in and see about that meal.” The two entered and sat at the counter. A man dressed way out of fashion, unless retro wa...

The new diner was an old Rout-Master, its sign: Savor the Meal: Where Time Holds Still “Mike, I haven’t seen this dinner before. Catchy name, what do ya think,” said Jamie. “It’s got to be dedicated to that TV show. The windows look like call boxes. Let’s have a seat and I’ll buy us coke floats,” Mike replied. The waiter, wearing an apricot scarf and a leisure suit, handed a menu to each of them. “You’re two fine looking...