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Monday, August 11, 2008
The Frosted Mug
The south borders of Chicago are strange, further east it stretches to about 139th Street, but The Frosted Mug is at 115th and Pulaski, with Alsip just past that. There is a portion of St. Casimer's Cemetery at Pulaski, but the bigger portion of graves is further west towards Cicero Avenue ( my usual haunts). Now this place wasn't no Dog 'n Suds, no one can beat those joints. But the Mug is ready to be torn down, another casualty of entropy's gradual win over Chicago's past. The root beer they sold was from a place called Philbert's, over on Archer Avenue, and that place is closed, as I found from my trek last month. I do like the pleasant surprise of the car that was for sale being there for my photo, the last time I passed by on the bus, the car wasn't there. I can't tell you much about the food here, because anything you ate was overshadowed by the Philbert's root beer. Odd little logo for the place, too, something from those whacked out 70s, I guess...
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I *LOVE* root beer! Took me eight damn years in this place to figure out that here they call it 'SARS'.
Yeah, that's right, sars. Oddly, the beverage named after a respiratory disease isn't as popular here as in the States...
That is just totally, completely cool with that car sitting there!
It's sad to see stuff like that from our own brief history's going the way of all matter. Alas!
Hell...I even miss the old pagoda-style Hardees buildings!
Buy it Wayne, you can reopen it! :-D The sign design is reminicent of those funky drive-in movie commercial graphics. That is a very nice touch with the old car there.
There's an A&W here in Sevierville but it's updated, and the place where they make the food is just a big kitchen. No more windows and counter to walk up to, and it's got the electric menu at each parking spot.
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