Tom and I went to eat at the Soda Jerk for dinner last night. It's a little vintage diner on the square in a nearby town. The owner bought old authentic furnishings and serves typical soda fountain food - burgers, fries, milkshakes, etc. Not very good food and worst fries every, but we were in a hurry and the place we went to first was closed.
Anyway, there was a vintage metal sign on the wall that we got a kick out of. It said: