I thought we were in Boston when we walked in. The old fashioned dark wood interior with comfortable booths and cafe tables was nicely decorated for the holidays. We each had the patty melt, plus a bowl of chile. Excellent food, with chile that reached my sinuses and the back of my throat quite nicely, thank you; that’s not Boston, of course, that’s Pueblo. We shared a mint brownie for dessert; my only complaint is that they were out of ice cream, a concept I cannot understand. The service was good. Get there early for lunch because it filled up on a Monday.