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Howard’s is your appliance headquarters
It could be a scene out of the late 1940s. The long war is finally over and the entire world is one huge, glittering restaurant. The waitress calls you “honey” and cheerfully fills your cup with real coffee. You can hear the sizzle of the griddle as the eggs slide onto it. The restaurant is redolent with the smell of waffles and maple syrup and country sausage. All around you is the quiet hum of satisfied people filled with breakfast good cheer.
On the linoleum tabletop is a bottle of ketchup so astonishingly red it would shame the most exotic of birds. There are so many wonderful items on the illustrated menu card that it makes you dizzy. You want the waffles, you want the pancakes, you want the french toast, you want the sausage, you want the bacon, you want the fried potatoes, you want the poached eggs and the fried eggs and the scrambled eggs and oh my god you want that omelet.
Behind the counter the radio is on and playing a tune you recognize. Even though you can’t recall all the words, the melody is as comforting as a baby’s blanket. The newspaper rustles crisply as you open it; all the news is good and everything is on sale. You’ll finish breakfast, you’ll leave a good tip, and when you walk outside the sun will shine on you. It will shine on you today and tomorrow and every day for the rest of your life. The long war is finally over.
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