Hey, Big Boy

Big Boy restaurants were an anchor of my young adult life.

My dad saw a waitress at a Big Boy slicing lemons toward her thumb. He corrected her before she hurt herself, then he ended up marrying her because it was the only way to keep her safe.

James, if you head south, stop in. The house is just off Hwy 10 a few miles south of Little Falls. We're on lovely Zebulon Pike Lake which is created by the Blanchard Dam. The bridge across the dam is the start of the Lake Wobegon bike trail.

Ah yes Motley. I know it well. We turn there to go to Brainerd. That Country Kitchen used to serve a turkey dinner and I thought it was so great to get turkey without it being Thanksgiving and all.

The Motley high school mascot are the Rockets. Our high school played them for our Homecoming. All kinds of great posters went up on how we would "ground the rockets" and other great quips.

Speaking of Muffler Man, what was the name of that muffler shop in Fargo that was so cheap to go to? They'd hoist up your car, slice the old one out, bend some tailpipe, and slap in a new one in about 20 minutes and for about $50.

Finally the home recipe for colds is garlic fermented in raw honey. If you stop in I'll provide you with a small sample.

I was very worried when you said there were no free refills on coffee. Thank goodness it's only a gas leak.

Brian J Bergs (View Comment):

James, if you head south, stop in. The house is just off Hwy 10 a few miles south of Little Falls. We’re on lovely Zebulon Pike Lake which is created by the Blanchard Dam. The bridge across the dam is the start of the Lake Wobegon bike trail.

Ah yes Motley. I know it well. We turn there to go to Brainerd. That Country Kitchen used to serve a turkey dinner and I thought it was so great to get turkey without it being Thanksgiving and all.

The Motley high school mascot are the Rockets. Our high school played them for our Homecoming. All kinds of great posters went up on how we would “ground the rockets” and other great quips.

Speaking of Muffler Man, what was the name of that muffler shop in Fargo that was so cheap to go to? They’d hoist up your car, slice the old one out, bend some tailpipe, and slap in a new one in about 20 minutes and for about $50.

Finally the home recipe for colds is garlic fermented in raw honey. If you stop in I’ll provide you with a small sample.

See, everyone? I wasn't making up Motley ;) Yes, the turn to Brainerd. You're heading up to the lakes, or heading up to Camp Ripley, that's where you make a dramatic turn to the right.

I can't remember the muffler shop now, but it rings a rusty bell.