5:00 p.m. Headed down to the visit the cafe below the observation car. Early, perhaps, but we had a theory that it closed during dinner hours and didn't want to risk having to wait an extra three hours to eat. What we learned:
- the cafe does in fact stay open during dinner.
- the cafe sandwiches are TERRIBLE.
"Flame-broiled cheeseburger" actually meant a cheeseburger that had once been flame-broiled, then frozen, decorated with a brick of cheese, and finally encased in plastic wrapping. The crotchety guy behind the counter literally threw it into the microwave. Sixty seconds of one-touch cooking magic later, I was delivered the first burger that I can ever recall not finishing. Trust me, somewhere in a Third World nation, starving children are rejoicing for having been spared this cardboard-textured nightmare. Did enjoy the bag of peanuts though.
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