If you are above a certain age, you can smell this photo.

It smells like Dennys used to smell.

Or any other restaurant where you had a smoking and non smoking section
I just don’t think the younger generations can understand how saturated diners and bars were with cigarette smoke.
Used to love pretending that the cigarette vending machine was a nasa control center while waiting to be seated though. Every once in a while a plunger would work and my parents would take the pack out and throw them away.

Some may be wondering how in the hell this worked. Well, it didn’t. As someone who waited tables during those times, this really only mattered for seating and where you could light up. In reality, every section was the smoking section, including the kitchen.

There’s a special level of hell where your hair and clothes smell permanently of old cigarette smoke and fry grease, and it never washes out.

Yep, as a kid my eyes would hurt when we went out to eat and the whole place stank. The whole family was non-smokers and so we’d go out of our way to get an outside table if possible. It’s nuts that that was a thing for so long