One day in 2010, after a long shift of working at the amusement park across the street, I walked into “Kings Waffle” and never really left. After awhile, I started documenting this specific suburban diner and its patrons—some of the finest people I’ve ever known.

A selection of photographic highlights are below, but to truly understand the culture of the “low counter,” I recommend you start at Chapter 1 and go from there.