Stepping into Clayton's is like hopping into the DeLorean with Marty McFly. The juke-box, the china, the unbelievably bad for you but delicious breakfast- all scream 1950's. How did we survive? This definitely is a not to be missed experience on Coronado Island. It is so much more than a meal.
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