Did you dream of opening a diner on a desert highway where you sold beautiful crap made by your talented friends and put parmesan cheese in the hashbrowns? Did you work in restaurants for a long time and realize that only the rattlesnakes and old men were going to be regulars at your counter? Did you decide to open it anyway, only in your apartment and your neighbor’s parking space? Did Sam Elliott actually show up? Did all your dreams come true?