In Miamisburg, Ohio, there’s a tiny white wagon with bright red wheels that’s been serving the same simple burger since the Great Flood of 1913. No frills, no fuss—just pure burger magic.
Sometimes the most extraordinary culinary experiences come from the most unassuming places.
I’ve eaten at restaurants with Michelin stars, where the chef’s ego is as inflated as the prices.
I’ve dined at establishments where they describe the “mouthfeel” of water with the seriousness of nuclear physicists…