I whipped into the parking lot of this Leavenworth diner immediately upon spotting it a couple days ago. How could I not? Just look at this joint. If Homer's Drive Inn isn't the Holy Grail of undiscovered greasy spoons, it's pretty close. I can't turn up a single blog mention and this site has the only online review. Part of the disconnect may be the diner's provincial nature. While my waitress was friendly enough, a couple regulars made it clear that I wasn't welcome. I'm a little bit different, I suppose, but if they can't handle me then I hate to think of how these cranky customers would deal with anyone resembling one-time Leavenworth residents Melissa Etheridge or Wayne Simien. My presence as an outsider seemingly put a bit of a damper on the lunch hour regulars. Even so, I overheard detailed reports on failing marriages, medical procedures and stalled trucks. I wasn't especially hungry, so I ordered the day's special- a double hamburger, fries and drink for $3.49. It was a lot like Winstead's, only better.