A thick beef patty hitting a hot griddle can wreck your plans in the best possible way. One second you’re cruising along, thinking about the miles ahead.
The next, the smell of beef and toasted buns drifts through the air and suddenly lunch becomes the priority. That’s exactly what happened to me during a drive through this part of eastern Arkansas.
I had passed through the area a few times without paying much attention to the roadside diners. Then a local mentioned that I should really try the half-pound burger at a certain little shack along the main drag…