April 9, 2003
Deciding to take an excursion to nearby states for the day, we first ventured into Maine, then back across New Hampshire and into Vermont. Upon entering Vermont on Interstate 93, we stopped at a roadside information area to check out local dining establishments because it was nearing lunchtime. The local gentleman said up the road a ways, about a half hour northwest, was a tiny diner known for their good home-cooked food. So we took his word, jumped in the car, and headed for the Miss Lyndonville Diner.
It’s a small old-fashioned diner that seats 82, and all 82 seats were occupied by I believe the entire town. It was full of locals and everyone knew everyone else. While we were waiting on a table to open up, we read the many clippings and newspaper articles about the restaurant that adorned a bulletin board by the front door. It spoke of the owners opening a diner in 1937 and the fire that hit in 1979 and gutted the place. It spoke also of the reasonable prices and that they would rather serve seven people at $4.95 a meal than four people at $7.95.
The décor was typical of a "diner" – stools around an old-fashioned counter, plenty of stainless steel and pastel blue. Tables and chairs squeezed in near the counter area and booths in the back section.
For a family of four, we got out of there for around $29. The Yankee pot roast was quite tasty with mounds of roast beef smothered in gravy with potatoes, carrots, and onions on the side.
My recommendation – it was worth the drive.
From journal White Mountains Getaway