Luke's, Tuesday

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Eliot hadn't been in any rush to leave the house this morning -- or the boyfriend sprawled all over the bed in said house -- but the diner had been the scene of more than a couple battles over the weekend, and he knew that if he didn't go over and make sure it was getting cleaned up, it probably wouldn't end up happening.

"Santa!" the staff greeted as he walked in the door. They were all wearing elf outfits.

Eliot smiled faintly. "I hate every single one of you."

The staff cheered.

Today's specials
Beef stew with dill
Ricotta gnocchi gratin
Chocolate babka

Luke's was open and OCD free.