I'm here in Wisconsin, visiting my parents and family. We went to my favorite burger place last night, Roxbury Tavern in Riley, WI, a tiny little joint that serves organic, juicy, perfectly done burgers. And pints of beer.
The owner is this crotchety old guy, who I often see sitting as his big bar. I never see him smile. He doesn't really talk. When we were there this summer, and sitting outside, when our food was ready he banged on the window and gestured in a grumpy way, "Come get it!"
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