When we were driving back south from Susan's parents to my parents (and just before we hit the Lions Road) we hit Boonah at the same time hunger hit us. I have been to Boonah many times, but always with the band, and apart from the pubs we played at I've never eaten there.
I was therefore delighted to see an old fashioned milk bar/takeaway on the main street. These are a dying breed, having been over-run by chain fast food and fried chicken places, but Glens Diner appears to be thriving - and deservedly so.
We had proper hamburgers with beetroot rather than dill pickles, on a proper bread roll, served by ladies who look like they take no nonsense, and it was excellent. I may have gone a bit soft townie and had an iced coffee rather than a caramel milkshake, but apart from that it was a real blast from the past.
Sorry about the quality and lack of quantity of photos - by this stage wa had been travelling for 7 weeks, and food was more important than photography!
(Note from Susan: I really wanted to take photographs but it was impossible to do discreetly. I regret missing out on a superbly tattooed couple in their fifties and some splendid facial hair.)