I’m starting to think that the reason I systematically check all these joints out is not so much a search for the best burger in town as much as it is my fascination with the myriad ways folks choose to push burgers, hot dogs, and fries to the public. These pictures paint plenty of words about franchise concepts and corporatization but no one that goes this route can even touch Arnold and Al’s from Happy Days without Richie and the Fonz. I really don’t know why they try. I’ve also never understood table service at a burger joint. Why bring a server and their tip into the mix unless it’s a drive in and they’re wearing roller skates to hasten service? Luckily the chocolate shake here was so thick I initially had to use the straw as a spoon, and the tots were tots, and the chili cheese dog with extra onions was a chili cheese dog with extra onions, and the server was funny and enthusiastic and I didn’t mind at all leaving her a couple of bucks on top of what the combo cost me.
