So who’d you like to have breakfast with given a free hand?
Pancakes with Pavlov and ask him to bring his dogs?
Oatmeal with Oliver Stone so you can explain why everybody’s against you?
Eggs over easy with Ella Fitzgerald so you tell her how much you admired how she always made hitting the hard notes seem a snap?
This scenario came to mind Monday morning as a custom-painted mural stared at me during a two-hour meeting of the fine minds with a friend of mine.
I do believe an artist wishes everybody frequenting the Market Diner, think that they’re dreaming of breaking bread with actor Jimmy Dean at a booth with musician Buddy Holly over to the right while actress Marilyn Monroe eats a booth over to the left.
Unless that’s a young Penn State football coach Joe Paterno with James Dean?
I decided to ask. But my question went unanswered by these characters this January morning at the Regional Market in Syracuse, N.Y.
I think it’s a great mural.
Who do you see up on that wall? Who do you think is hanging out with their backs turned? I had a Denver Omelette. What would you order with Jimmy Dean?
Let’s see: Jimmy Dean was famous for his sausages. I think a waffle would be a crackin’ good combo. Love that mural. If you’re talking about James Dean, that would have to be some kind of rebellious breakfast. Maybe scrambled eggs, refried beans and hot sauce. That oughta do it. 😉
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Since I was talking to him at the diner I figured it was OK to call him Jimmy, Judy. 🙂 I think your breakfast order is perfect.
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Believe it or not, Mark, the most interesting person in that mural to me, right now, is you. I would order sweet potato pancakes with comedian Steven Wright, who responded to a sign in a diner that said “We serve breakfast any time,” by ordering eggs during the Renaissance.
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Thank you for your Koplow perspective and Steven Wright stand-up, Ann. Both are shining to me.
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wow nice pics ❤
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Thanks, Leyla. They’re fun, I think. 🙂
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Ooo, I love me a diner, Mark. Black coffee to start and a few scrambled eggs with Mr. Dean there would be lovely with a side of bacon. What a great place!
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It is quite period, Aud. We need diners that are diners!
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I went to a diner and it resembled your mural! Neat mural and I would love to have sat down with James Paterno… a football great!
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Paterno was an interesting guy. When I was a young sports journalist I was covering a game that sent the Maryland football team to Penn State, and the routine was to invite the visiting writers to a fireside chat with Paterno the night before the game. This was in the early 1980s, and Penn State was a power, and their sports information director introduced 23-year-old me to the legend-in-the-making Paterno and the coach heard the accent in my voice and asked me if I came from Brooklyn, like he did. I told him I was born in Brooklyn, so he walked us to two comfy chairs next to the fireplace and talked to just me for five minutes. Cool move by him. Thanks for telling us about your great diner find, Nancy.
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What a neat story… and thank you for sharing it. People who work at Penn State loved him! I am a big college football fan so… I would have loved to have been a fly on the wall at your fireside chat.
I placed your diner blog post link on my diner post yesterday! 🙂 just thought you should know.
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Thank you so much for the link, Nancy. I really appreciate it. As I do the new connection and your kind words.
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Frankly, I didn’t even recognize Jimmy Dean there. But then again, I didn’t know he was an actor and not exclusively a sausage guy until early last year. I think the waitress looks like Joyce DeWitt! LOL! And I LOVE the photo of you!
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Boo Hoo! You ignored me. 😉 LOL!
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I didn’t see it. Bad notifications. The bad boy actor next to the glasses guy?
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LOL! Okay, I see him now. Yeah, I now also see why you didn’t see my comment, what with WordPress’ new (and NOT so improved) comment notification! GRR! 😉
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After the fact, I found if you bookmark this link
https://wordpress.com/notifications/
you can forever keep the old, better notification style, Rachel. I did that late last night. Yay.
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There’s something about a NY diner you cannot find anywhere else in the country. Love the mural. And your placement in it. 🙂
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I love the mural. Is it one or two? If you are eating there then you are also eating with the characters in the mural – no?
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It is one wide mural across the length of that wall of the diner. The booths are pushed right up against that wall. It really gives you the feel of being among the characters, PJ!
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That sounds cool!
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When I got the title in my email I thought you were begging for Jimmy Dean sausages! 🙂
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Oh, I like the sausages, but beg, Colleen? Bacon I might beg for, yes.
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Fair enough, and completely understood. I would not beg for sausage. Interestingly enough….I ordered a sandwich yesterday with sausage and nearly yelled (or did actually yell) NO NO NO I MEANT BACON!!!!! Nice little segue eh? 🙂
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Perfect timing. This is the way you and I talk, no? Yes! 🙂
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Yes. INDEED! 🙂 It’s that friend thing. 😉
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I like the idea of imagining eating with the famous! I love the fact you had yourself look like you fit right in here! (And you do deserve to be up there, since you would ask great questions and tell us all about your meal afterwards!) I love the mural and the diner, too. I would like to be eating with Paul Newman and Joanne Woodward. It would be nice to know how they were able to be true to their art and talent of acting, without becoming too ‘uppity’ and I would order whatever they did. They decide to give back thtough their sauces and dressings, to continue paying forward into the next generation, too. I like Paul’s comment in an interview about faithfulness: “Why would I eat hamburger out, when I have ‘steak’ at home!” Joanne was his ‘steak.’ Smiles!
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They were a great married couple that handled fame and celebrity like normal people. Great choice, Robin!
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i think Marilyn was sitting with J Edgar, who was trying to borrow her subway dress. And I’m guessing Jimmy and Buddy were having a coke and a cig and… well, coke probably. Fun breakfast companions!
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J. Edgar was hiding his true motives like a true G Man, Barb. Good call there.
And Jimmy and Buddy don’t look like they’re in the bad, bad boy stage quite that much right here. Fun, yes, Barb.
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Sausage and poached eggs on toast wth Leonard Nimoy and Gene Roddenberry please. Love to hear Star Trek stories and William Shatner is too full of himself. Ha! That is such a fun mural Mark, and I must say that you look natural sitting there with the stars. There are afew towns upriver form Ottawa (Renfrew and Pembroke) wwhere they have done a focus on murals on the outsides of the buildings. It is amazing and really brightens up the town. Yours is the first major mural I’ve seen inside a business. It looks great Cool Post.
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Thanks for giving me my shot with the stars, Paul. I like your idea of chatting about the Stars with Gene and Lenny, too. And perking up a town with outdoor murals is AOK in my book. There are some of those around Syracuse, and they look great. Spread the art around, I say.
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Excellent mural! Great post Mark!
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Thanks, Colleen. Jimmy Dean gave me the cold shoulder, though. 🙂
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LOL! 😇
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BIG smiles for this post, Mark 😀 I want to have eggs with Brad and Angelina!!
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That would be a fun breakfast, Christy. I’d ask for poached sitting with those two. That would just seem proper.
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Great mural! I would like to have breakfast with you and Kerbey.
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Second that emotion, Liz. 🙂
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I thought it was Tom Hanks with hipster glasses. Certainly, Buddy wouldn’t have been so pensive. Maybe he regretted his choice of over medium instead of over hard. I wrestle with that decision daily. Perhaps Eddie Money in his white satin jacket said something abrasive, like, “I’m glad it was you who died instead of Waylon Jennings.”
All I know is having Liza Minnelli wait on me would be a cabaret. If she brought me a few drinks, I might get out there on the checkered tile with her and do a little Sweeney Sisters “Trolley Song” as an homage to her mother.
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Your flights of fancy make me want to tap dance, Kerbey, and I have no taps on my shoes nor any ability to tap with my feet in them if I did.
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Someone already beat me to the Jimmy Dean sausage reference!
Eggs with Ella would be kind of cool.
I am guessing the waitress is Alice? I would have preferred Flo, just so I could say “Kiss my grits!” in context. 😀
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The waitress is a real person who worked there in the day. A Syracuse commenter says she passed away years ago from cancer. May she RIP. She was beautiful, wasn’t she, Sheena?
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Oh, that’s so awesome. I was so busy looking at the mural I didn’t even notice that you could actually put yourself in it like that!! That would make for a great poem. I’ll see if I can do something with that if you don’t mind.
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Not only do I not mind, I’d be a happy kid if you could, Marissa. 🙂
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That is an awesome mural – I love it and love the picture of you with it in the background! I think I would enjoy a conversation with Marilyn Munroe, a conversation that went deeper than her public persona. From what I’ve read and seen, I suspect she was a very deep and intelligent woman. ❤
Diana xo
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I think she had to hide it to keep that image to sell, Diana. Crappy world that was for her. 😦
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Yes. I think you’re right Mark.
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With Jimmy Dean? Some of his sausage. Natch.
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Pure pork, you are, Benson, he of the Kosher Ham blog. :-0
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Mark…who’s the artist?
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I do not know, Nancy. I will find out.
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I would like to do breakfast with my granddaughter in twenty years.
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That’s an intriguing choice. Very forward-thinking, S.K. Interesting, you. 🙂
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What a fantastic diner…wish we had something like this here …i would like to do breakfast w kathryn hepburn, meryl streep, a senior budhist monk & abraham lincoln.
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I would like to sit at the next table and eavesdrop on your breakfast, Louise! I’d want to hear if Marilyn sang to Abraham, and what Meryl said wise to the monk. I think you guys need a diner like this down there. It’s a very comfortable place. And Kerbey, they gave me grits as my side to my Denver omelet.
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What are grits? Is it like oatmeal?
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Grits is our south’s answer to oatmeal, yes, Louise, but grits has a less coarse consistency. I like grits, and I like oatmeal.
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i am the girl up at the soda counter deciding what ice cream to order. with jimmy dean, i would order a greasy breakfast. live dangerously, ride fast.
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One pistachio ice cream for Beth. That’s what one orders to live dangerously and ride fast, I think! Why’d they give green exclusively to mint chocolate chip, anyway?
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Why is George Harrison having breakfast with James Dean and Elvis Costello? (I know it’s Buddy Holly…ha ha) And is that Bogie with his back turned behind you, smoking a cigarette and buttering his toast with Marilyn?
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It does look like Elvils Costello, Helena. Your aim is true! I’ll go with Bogie, too. Thanks for the Harrison comment the most, though. I’ll be the dark horse any day. Tomorrow, oh, wow …
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