I love Millie's. I love their vigorous anti-cellphone ethic. I love that various incarnations of the communal hole-in-the-wall diner have been serving up grub to area eccentrics since 1926 (when it was purportedly called The Devil's Mess). I love the eclectic mix of the diners. I love that my baby and I can walk the dog up Sunset Boulevard from our house on Sunday mornings and load up on fresh big scrambles such as the Devil's Mess and the Millie's Special while simultaneously waking up and coolingdown with iced coffee that rocks.
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