Here’s a food-thematic assemblage of vintage color snapshots from Dave Gelinas’ collection. Howard Johnson’s were everywhere once upon a time, especially along highways, where it came to symbolize road trip fine dining. My own exposure was a bit different, as my father always took us out for a Sunday mid-day dinner after we moved to Towson, and the first year or so, it was HoJo’s almost every week. I got very familiar with the all-you-can-eat menu, very deep fried at that.
Here’s some HoJo’s from various decades and locations. maybe you can identify some of them.
