Oh yes Catsailor! On Rte 32. It was common even at 2am to be jammed in standing and waiting for a Fosdick or a Jimbo. It was the after hours burger joint where you'd see big time BBall players working trying to make a few extra bucks. Alijohn was the "character", giving the place it's local color. I also remember when, like so many other joints, they felt the need to expand, added tables, lost all their charm--and most of their customers. Turns out we loved standing, yelling our orders, and reaching over the horde with outstretched arms to get them. Who knew!