You Can't Make Everyone Happy...You're Not Ice Cream!

The inside I discovered is a throwback junky’s dream. High counter tops, swivel barstools, black and white booths, and retro black and white porcelain mosaic tile floors—like the ones in the century old brownstone where I grew up back in Brooklyn.  Best of all, the diner clocks are all pink and blue retrofitted neon lit signs that give Colleen’s a bright and colorful familiar feel. It’s was throwback heaven!

After a warm greeting from the diner owner and almost every Medford town native that walked in, I quickly understood why Colleen’s has been dubbed the favorite neighborhood spot. It may be freezing outside, but it’s guaranteed warm and welcoming service inside.  During my brief lunch time there, the ice cream orders kept rolling in. Colleen’s steadily drew a mixed crowd—from the young pajama pants wearing millennial to the finely ripened senior, all seeking what I too was so thrilled to find there—a great grilled sandwich, delicious ice cream, and AMBIANCE!