Friday, November 21, 2014

Florissant, CO

On the Road.
"We have to stretch the bun so we can fit the meat"- a conversation between the owner and a familiar local customer. On our way to a ACA (American Camp Association) Conference, we stopped for a late lunch at a gas station along US Highway 6. Walking past a lifted bright yellow Jeep, inside the gasvienece store was Mountain Burger. A woman in her late 50s accompanied by a scruffy chef cooked up $7 Mountain Burgers, Sweet Potato fries and mediocre milkshakes. The burger was overpriced yet tasty for being the only grub stop in dozens of empty miles. The method for disposing of boxes was simply chucking them out the drive-thru window. A corkboard near the trash can was littered with 'Missing Dog' ads for lost petite hounds named Lula, Demon and Gizmo. Onward we go in an exhausted Ford minivan.