This weekend, after the mad holiday, my long suffering galpal Leacy agreed to join me for a tour of New Jersey's scenic Rt. 130. It's the highway that time forgot and ain't I happy. Mom and Pop businesses abound on this laidback corridor between Princeton and Philadelphia, everything from pizza joints to diners to liquor stores seemingly unchanged since 1965. Thanks to Randy at www.roadsideonline.com for the diner tips that lead to my discovering the joys of 130, and er, the strangely disproportionate girls so well illustrated above.