I actually liked everything about Tommy’s except the food. And I didn’t like the food because I actually watched the cook pour grease on it. This is a very bad idea. If you get to Tommy’s, do not sit at the counter under any circumstances. Wait for the booth.

Tommy’s, also called Tommy’s Dutch Lunch, is a hike to get to, so unless you are ambitious on a bike or have a car…you have a really long walk. But after the amount of calories you ingest, that’s not actually a terrible idea. It’s located off of Second Avenue, on Pine.

You can choose breakfast or lunch items (it closes at 2 p.m. every day), all of which are crunchy and oily and fairly delicious. I don’t know. I just wish I hadn’t watched the busboy fill bottles full of grease. And then pour them on my omelet. But! That same busboy was, according to the two other ladies in my presence, very cute. I had to stop looking in that direction, so…I can’t really say. He and the other servers were very friendly, though. Another problem with sitting at the counter is that you don’t really get served. Your food just appears from the counter below you.

I ordered a veggie omelet and my sister got a BLT so that we could cover the menu’s meal offerings. Her bacon was excessive. There is essentially nothing available for vegans. Maybe the juice, but then again I ordered a small juice and the glass was like the size of my fingernail. We both got way too much potato product with our food. My fridge is now full of fries and hashbrowns. It was really good hangover food, except none of us had a hangover. Maybe that’s why I couldn’t really get through it. I fixated on the slippery nature of my meal instead. It’s good diner food, if you like diner food. My sister and I tend to only like diner food at 3 a.m. and only when it’s pie. Neither one of those criteria were being met when we ate at Tommy’s, so something just wasn’t quite right.

It was easy to ignore the mediocre meals, however, when our attention was turned instead to the INCREDIBLE MUSIC playing the entire time we were there. I can’t remember all of it, but I know Edwin McCain’s “I’ll Be” played, along with “Imagine” by John Lennon, “I’m Like a Bird” by Nelly Furtado and many, many things by Queen. Just a spoonful of Freddie makes the home fries go down.

Other notes: Parking is minimal. When you’re inside, it feels like you’re in a mobile home. That’s generally a good thing. While we were there, we saw some sleepy-looking Whitties across from us. They probably would agree it is good hangover food.

It is almost a mile away from campus, but there is one great thing about the location of Tommy’s. It’s right across the street from the highway overpass, where there are murals of fruits and hot-air balloons. Another way I would recommend working off the grease is jumping around some innuendo-ridden pomegranates.

Recommended: Veggie Omelet, Pancakes. Expect to pay about $9.00 a person.