beanery

The old Hugh Braddy would have gone humbly to a one-armed beanery for one black coffee and one doughnut—price, one dime.

Say, I had a lithograph of Buddy and his beanery tip goin' up against an argument like that.

Straight to New York they hie, and lay their goods at the feet of the girl who serves them beans in a beanery.

I used to work in a hash foundry and a beanery, said Nat with a smile.

I've been check boy and oyster man, cashier—now I'm looking out for this particular beanery.