My parents met in a small roadside Cafe in Ruston, WA called Stone's Cafe. It has been gone for years, and I cannot seem to find any good photos of the place. What I do remember very well is the smell of freshly brewed coffee, the clanking of dishes, and the row of barstools and the bar upon which sat one of those old pie displays made of glass. I freelanced this model from a structure in Princeton, NE that I saw one day alongside Hwy 77.