If you watched The X-Files, you’ll recognise this place from Jose Chung’s From Outer Space. It’s still there, on Hastings, in the worst neighbourhood in Vancouver, in Canada, probably. Since 1943, the Ovaltine Café has been there, still with the neon, still with the lunch counter, still with the diner classics. I finally made it this year, just before Christmas, while I was in Chinatown buying presents. The place is just up the street. Follow the neon. The customers have changed, more mismatched second-and-thirdhand clothes than men in hats and ladies in gloves. But the waitresses treat everyone the same. Everyone needs a good breakfast. Everyone deserves a fresh start.