You know that feeling when you bite into something so delicious that time stops, angels sing, and your taste buds throw a spontaneous parade?
That’s exactly what happens at The Workingman’s Friend in Indianapolis.
This unassuming brick building on the city’s west side might not look like much from the outside, but inside awaits a burger experience that will haunt your dreams in the best possible way.
Let me tell you about the first time I walked into The Workingman’s Friend…