It was a perfect day. A random perfect day, I don’t even remember what year, when I decided to forge ahead and visit the beach in a blizzard. It’s never what you want to do. It’s always worth doing.
Lord, I love that “Polish, Fried Mushrooms” sign. I’d like to have that sign hanging on my wall.
It was there in 2004, but I don’t think it’s there today.
They did not skimp on the sign. They went all out.