

We took home a quite decent All-American burger - the standard burger, cheddar, bacon and fixings on a toasted bun - for my husband. I generally like patty melts, and this was a particularly good one, with strong, earthy flavors from the onion and rye.

I tried the Wolfman Melt, a thick patty of beef with Swiss and cheddar cheese, bacon and grilled onions on rye bread. My youngest daughter had the Pee Wee, a crisp grilled-cheese sandwich generously filled with melted cheddar. Both the plain and chocolate-chip pancakes were slightly sweet and fluffy, and the bacon was salty and chewy. My oldest daughter had hers with chocolate chips inside, an option that costs 50 cents extra. The restaurant provides a handy pad and pencil for jotting down your order before you call and lots of serve-yourself condiments and drinks.įor dinner, two of my kids had the Kritter, an enormous Mickey Mouse-head-shaped pancake with chocolate-chip eyes and a slice of bacon for a mouth. The phone rings again when it's time to pick up your food. You order Training Table-style at One Man Band Diner, from a phone at your table. The onion rings were the crumb-breaded kind, well cooked and sweet-tender inside. The cheese fries were no more and no less than a plate of standard french fries oozing with melted cheddar, with a little seasoning salt on top. Which is exactly what we had, starting with the cheese fries and onion rings. The food was predictable, but in this case that's not necessarily a problem: at a diner, you want things like pancakes, fries, onion rings and melts. However, that was my only major problem with One Man Band Diner. True to its name, the place apparently is a one-man operation - the same person took our orders and prepared them - but he had time during our visit to clear off those dirty tables. The main problem was that many tables retained the detritus of previous diners, and they weren't cleared the entire time we were there. Unfortunately, on the day we visited, it wasn't actually very clean. The space, with its long banks of windows, chrome and white walls, feels airy and clean. It's a squat building just east of I-15, and it has lots of diner touches - glass block, a working jukebox, shiny Naugahyde booths, pictures of a few '50s celebrities on the walls - without going over the top.

I visited Lehi's One Man Band Diner in the way most people probably visit it: My kids and I were hungry, and we saw it as we pulled off the highway.
