You wouldn't know it from the front door. Neither does the inside reveal the structure's previous incarnation. Peering through the giant glass-faced wedge, the facade of the superb vegetarian restaurant looks more like the architectural love child of Frank Lloyd Wright and the Jetsons than a local filling station. Only from the building's side and back can you really tell that the spot used to hold a pre-self-serve service station. No weeping for history here, though. The world would be a better place if more gas pumps were turned into such fine shrines of food delight.
