A confession before we proceed: I’m kinda-sorta a self-proclaimed diner expert, maybe not quite up there with that guy named Guy (Fieri), but between my near constant travel within these United States over several decades in places as culinarily diverse as Boston, New Orleans, San Francisco, Miami, Las Vegas and all over the Empire State (Manhattan, East Hampton, Saratoga Springs) and my love of all things diner-y and coffeshop-y, I know my way around a patty melt after midnight, know what I mean? So, on my twice monthly drives from Poughkeepsie to Albany on the Taconic, the West Taghkanic Diner in…