Local Eats: Hollywood Corner Station
When you google "She's my little boot scoot. You don't know what I got," because it's a cute oldies song that you sing in your head occasionally and find out the lyrics are really... "She's my little deuce coupe. You don't know what I got." Let me tell you it makes a lot more sense now. Sorry Beach Boys. Ha!
I've always thought I was born in the wrong time period. Maybe if I was born in the fifties I would have gotten those lyrics right... Then again I still hear "All the lonely Starbucks lovers" in Taylor Swift's song Blank Space instead of "Got a long list of ex-lovers." Maybe I should get my hearing checked... or maybe NY Magazine has it all figured out in this article explaining why we all mishear lyrics and morph them into some funny lines.
I love love love all things vintage and my Daddy's 1955 Chevy Bel Air is no exception. He has had this sweet ride since he was a teenager and it has held up well! So well, that I convinced him to take Abbie and I across town, with no air conditioning, on black leather seats, in 100 degree heat, in the middle of an Oklahoma summer to eat at the newly renovated Hollywood Corners. He must love us very much because this man does not like to be hot. He loves to see his girls happy though!
I'm new at photography, still learning the ins and outs and I ran across two lanes of traffic in some sassy wedges (see below) to get the whole store in the photo. So worth it!
There is just something about black, white, and red that screams classic! I have so much pride when it comes to the 55 and it's not even my car! I've just always admired it and felt proud of our Dad for holding on to it. It is a true testament to his personality and character that he has kept the 55 all these years and in working order too. People are too quick to get rid of things and in my opinion the best things are vintage.
Although I do love all things vintage, the very best things in life are the moments spent with loved ones and the memories made from out of the blue adventures. We had the best lunch and the best time with our Dad at Hollywood Corners. It reminded me to slow down and get back to the basics. No phones. No watches. No distractions. Just good food and good conversation.
I feel like a lot of the time our lives can be consumed with things that don't matter, and I'm not always the best at putting those distractions away and being in the moment. I think we are all at fault with that. We let worry, hate, and fear fester over social media and mainstream media platforms and in the end none of that will matter. What will matter is that you told those that mean the most to you that you love them and you made a point to hear the stories of days gone by. I can only hope that Abbie and I have half the stories to tell as our Dad does. He has always been a great story teller and an inspiration to me as a writer. He's kind and caring and tough as nails, but would still give you the shirt off his back if you asked for it. I'm excited that I have this blog to document this lunch at the corner store because it is a memory I'll cherish forever. Generations to come will be able to look back on this and they will know that we were there when they reopened Hollywood Corners. That we took the time to relive a piece of the past and make memories to share in the future.
Happy Tuesday all you lonely Starbucks lovers! What are some lyrics that you've totally gotten wrong? I find it hilarious!