While I was in VT, I was staying at the base of Stratton Mountain with some friends. They had dinner plans one evening so I was on my own to forage for sustenance. I decided on a new burger joint that's just down the road. It's actually an old gas station. Such a neat venue!
|Photo borrowed their Facebook page...|
Moral of today's story? Don't order a lobster roll from a burger joint. You're welcome.