A family emergency had me driving straight through Indiana to Wisconsin. This was a Roadfood negative trip with no time for fun. On the way, I stopped in a town called Howe. I found a little place that looked the part of a local place to eat. Pick-ups in the front lot....
The place was closing but I told them that I heard so much about BPT's in Indiana and that I have never had one before. The waitress was a real sweetie and said they could do it. I told her I like to check out places and do what 'we' do, take photos.
While waiting, there was a table of people to the side and I took pictures of the wall near me with its decor. One of the persons noticed this and asked if I was from Chicago..? I said no. ( Did it matter?) I told them I am from around NY and was driving through.
The order arrived and as I went up to pay, the person who was concerned about my residency in Chicago turned out to be the owner. My money was good enough for him, but since I mentioned NY, he asked if I was Jewish, but not using that term... (Everyone in NY is Jewish). It was then that I really bit my tongue as I wanted to say that I am a Muslim,( not!) and my name is Abdul Kalil Hassan. I should have gone further and said that after I take these important photos, I'm going to take pictures of ....airports.
So how was the sandwich? It was the best pork tenderloin that one can buy from Sysco/Rykoff, just a step above a breaded veal patty. The onion rings came from the other side of the freezer. The shake was okay, but you'ld think that they could have filled it to the top.
Keep driving.........
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