Blue Moon Diner - Gem of Gardner

On a recent trip that took me to New-Fucking-Hampshire I had the occasion to get up at 6am one morning, still very hungover, and leave my hotel room in search of something to eat. For reasons I won't bore you with, I happened to be staying the the small hamlet of Gardner, MA. Gardner is best known as the home of the world's largest chair (Or at least it was around the turn of the century). I drove aimlessly around Gardner in hopes of finding something more promising than the Dash-In/Dunkin'Donuts. I found my way to The Blue Moon Diner. As soon as I turned onto Main Street and saw the pre-fab building of the with it's yellow and blue colors, I knew I was home.

I settled up to a seat at the grill, and was promptly handed a menu by the woman working the counter, who just as quickly filled my request for coffee. First good sign of the day was the coffee which wasn't too hot, too weak, or too strong. Perfect cup of diner coffee. The fact that she promptly recognized my need for extra extra cream, also won me over that much more.

I feel madly in love with the "Ten Commandments" listed on the menu that included "Thou Shalt not covet fast food convenience". I wish I could remember all of them, but I was hunger over and without a note pad. The breakfast selections are named for 50's icons. This is a tribute to the establishment itself, which has been around in varying forms since the 1950's. Charm out the wazoo, it's walls are decorated with editorials, reviews, and old advertisements for The Blue Moon. I selected the "Big Bopper" breakfast with a side order of a pancake. The "Big Bopper" consisted of two eggs, toast, home fries, and corned beef hash. This is where I began to get really giddy: the girl working the grill asked me if I wanted the homemade style corned beef. Turns out they make they actually make their own corned beef hash on site. This was the second sign of a damned fine eatery.

While I waited for my meal, I sat front in center at the grill watching the potatoes cooking on the back of the stove and listening to the chatter between the waitresses and the regulars who trickled in. I learned a long time ago that if you want to find a good place to eat, ask the old locals. That is, ask anyone over the age of 60. Reason being they've been around long enough to know what's good and they know what's hearty rather than hip.

My meal arrived and my eyes grew wide with excitement. The pancake was huge, moist, cakey, and settled in my stomach with a nicely unlike some diner pancakes that hit you like a lead brick. The potatoes were crispy and well seasoned. I believe I detected a hint of onion in them. The corned beef hash...I'm drooling on my keyboard thinking of it. The corned beef is cooked with long thin slices of onion in it, and cooked in a fashion that leaves it soft on the inside with a crispy shell. It was well seasoned with that familar spiciness that good corned beef is known for. I especially enjoyed the fennel seed which really brought out the flavors.




My bill including coffee, extra pancake, and tip came to under $13. This place was truly a delight, and I'll be sure to visit them should I ever land anywhere near Gardner again.