Trixie - A Bit of Americana deep in South America

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You know you have struck gold as soon as you walk in.

Right near the river park

sandwiched between Golf, Karting and Fishing places, there is a fifties style diner called Trixie.

This place, they tell me, is a weekend hang-out that really hops as a nightlife hot spot, but I am a big fan for many other reasons.

Trixie burgers are as good as my home made ones, the pickles don't taste like rubbing alcohol, the kitchen is open all day and breakfast is served whenever you want it.

We did an all day 'Karting' fest Wednesday and our debrief went down over burgers and milkshakes at Trixie.

There were others there who were going over their track times and wipe outs.

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Every time I head north, I end up at Trixie for some real American food.

The menu

I had the big breakfast at first. If you want syrup with you pancakes though, you will have to bring your own. People here see what looks like honey on American movies, so that is what they serve when trying to imitate it.

Then after running laps with my kids, just across the street, we came back to Trixie and had burgers. The coleslaw is exactly what I remember from my home town. Best I have found since living here in Buenos Aires.

We sat at the bar and listened to the juke box as we ate. We were the only ones crazy enough to be eating at six o'clock in the evening. Most kitchens are closed and will not serving dinner until I am at home getting ready for bed. Refer back to my list of reasons why I like this place.

There I am

Reflected in the corner chrome. I am not much for appearing on Steemit, but you get me twice in this post.

From the salt shakers to the sugar jar, the place is a slice of my home in the U.S.

The tile, table posts, blinds, counter tops and uniforms all take me back to Chicago though this could be any diner in the States if you think about it.