Sepia Saturday challenges bloggers to share family
history through old photographs.
This week’s Sepia Saturday prompt featuring a vintage
menu from Milan & Dan’s Café in San Francisco brings to mind an old menu
that was among my mother’s possessions. Dating from about the early to mid-1940s,
the menu came from the Valley Diner. This menu has all the earmarks of a
low-budget operation. Two plastic pockets allow the proprietor to swap out a
list of offerings without having to order all new menus. The name of the
restaurant is even handwritten on the cover.
The day’s specials filled a page
that was painstakingly handwritten and inserted over the regular menu page. It
appears to be original, and since this menu predated quick copy services like
Kinkos and Office Max, it is likely someone wrote a page for every menu at the
Valley Diner. And now because someone in my family apparently took a menu as a
souvenir, an employee had one less menu to fill.
Whatever was so special about the Valley Diner to make a
person walk off with a menu has been lost to time. Maybe it was a special
occasion to be celebrated with a $1.00 steak or oyster plate. Or maybe it was
just a convenient lunch spot offering a hamburger for 15 cents and crab meat
sandwich for 40. Most sandwiches were under 45 cents, so the $1.00 “Kilroy Was
Here” sandwich must have come with everything on it.
1960s postcard of the Valley Diner, Toms Brook, VA (from Shenandoah Co Library Archives) |
I was hoping to make THAT the story, but I could find no
references to such a thing, only a song “Kilroy Was Here” by the Leather
Sandwich band of Australia. So I went looking for the history of the diner. The
National Park Service published a document in 1995 about diners in Virginia.
According to the NPS, the Valley Diner was a wood-frame building with a barrel-vault roof built sometime
between 1925 and 1930. The exterior walls have been covered with stucco. A
glass block counter and knotty pine paneling were added in the 1940s and 1950s
updates. The diner operated under the name “Bud & Yanks”
throughout the 1930s.
An obituary – yes, an obituary, of all things – told more
of the story. When Mary Sue Rakes graduated from high school in Franklin
County, Virginia, she worked for Naomi and Eddie Wilkerson and then followed
them to the Valley where they opened the Valley Diner in the mid-1940s. (I
wonder if Naomi is the one who wrote the menu.) But that is not the end. The
Valley Diner is where Mary Sue found love. Yes, love. Eugene Hottle Crabill
worked at the Woodstock Locker Plant (a frozen food locker) and delivered meats
to the Valley Diner. I suppose he was the one carrying those delicious dollar
steaks and oysters. He and Mary Sue married in 1952 and together they opened a
retail meat business, Crabill’s Meats, which is still going strong.
The Valley Diner today (from Flickr) |
The Valley Diner 2011 (used by permission of Diner Hunter Spencer Stewart) |
The interior of the Valley Diner 2011 shot through a window (used by permission of Diner Hunter Spencer Stewart) |
It looks like this five-finger discounted menu holds some
historic significance after all.
To see what others are serving up, check the Today’s
Specials at Sepia Saturday. Tell them Kilroy sent you.
Wendy
© 2017, Wendy Mathias.
All rights reserved.
A lovely, nostalgic post and photos/postcards. Food for thought [pun intended]!
ReplyDeleteGreat research!
ReplyDeleteHow great a Sepian post with old photos, an old place, and a mysterious old menu! Yes, transportation changes have left many small owned businesses in the cold much as big box stores have. I thought of how railroads led to the decimation of many towns when they were built, and perhaps the interstate highways have done something similar.
ReplyDeleteSame thing up here in Maine -- although the famous Route One (goes along the coastline of Maine) is still popular, and full of diners. I love the postcard...
ReplyDeletePoor old diner. If walls could talk...
ReplyDeleteBravo! I don't need to read anyone else's contribution this weekend. You WIN the Prize! I've vividly remember many similar road houses that strung out along the old US routes. We still like to stop in on the few that are left, as the generic interstate burger joints can't match the home cooking and real small town ambiance of old-time diners like this.
ReplyDeleteEugene was likely too cool for words. Great post....never heard of a Kilroy was Here sandwich. Loved this.
ReplyDelete"Kilroy was here" came to mean Kilroy was "there" before anyone else - but how that relates to a sandwich I'm not sure . . . or why it should cost so much? All I can think of is corned beef on rye. Sounds good. Maybe they heaped the meat on? Enjoyed this post very much. :)
ReplyDeleteIt is always so sad to see these old time places shuttered up. Makes me long for the good ole days.
ReplyDeleteSpeaking of menus, we collect them when we visit a special place or have a special memory. We do have a handwritten one that we collected on Thanksgiving Day in Hong Kong - one side is written in Mandarin (I think) and the other in English. It has a place of honor on our wall.