One of my earliest of memories........the train trips every few months to NYC, free because my Dad was a PRR engineer and Pennsy employees families had Permanent Passes. I would whine and beg to eat at the H&H every time.........

To a kid, especially one from a small railroad town in the east Ohio hills, it was the neatest place in the world, almost magic!!! Gawd what a thrill to a kid to be able to see and buy exactly what you were going to eat with your own handful of money. I still think the beef pot pie was tops, but once I remember I got and ate creamed spinach with no idea what it was because it just looked so damn good! My Mom was laughing all the time I ate it...........

Spaw--had to have the Hot Chocolate too!!