The magic of movies is in the sense of scale – everything is bolder, brighter, bigger than in Real Life. By that measure, Harry’s Roadhouse is from a movie – it looks the part, it smells the part and tastes the part of the mythic country road neighborhood diner. Thing is: all that vivid color, the pastel perfect counter stools, the first-name-basis always-smiling Harry, the warm comforting food: it’s all for real. It’s kind of the definition of a local institution. It’s awesome.