What can I say about Fargo? What a special place this town is in "flyover country", and what a special restaurant Kroll's Diner is.

From the moment I sat down inside the front of the house, the retro look made me swear I was in Kingman, AZ enjoying a short stack before merging back onto Route 66 and cruising top-down to Barstow. It's THAT nostalgic.

My server, Jennifer, was so darned pleasant that I hung around for an hour and a half, even with places to be and things to see. In fact, I could tell everyone working at Kroll's was a long-time employee, and that says a lot of good things about the place, particularly in the service industry.

The decor is chrome and gasoline... a wonderful tribute to a time when America was a one-of-a-kind place to grow up.

The food was mostly standard diner and breakfast fair, but that's never a bad thing, and it definitely did NOT disappoint! Regional dishes transplanted from Germany are available, too... the sausage was seasoned and griddled to absolute umami perfection.

I rounded out my smorgasbord experience with Jennifer's recommendation, a totally-unnecessary-but-amazing slice of peach pie.

If you're from Fargo, you probably already know about Kroll's. If you're not from Fargo, and you end up in this town like I did on a mission to plant your flag during a 50-state tour, you'd be doing yourself a big favor by stopping in and enjoying the food and the scenery. Kroll's Diner is decidedly Middle America at its best.