Last weekend was a hot, muggy mess in central Iowa. And yet for you, the reader, I waded through the moist crowds of downtown Des Moines to visit a popular bar and see how their burger stacks up to my favorites. This is that story.
My wife was travelling south last Saturday to visit a friend visiting from Texas. Seeing an opportunity, I convinced my children's grandmother into enriching her grandchildren's lives through cinema (Finding Dory) on that day, freeing me from the normal weekend drudgery of the domesticated male. This allowed me to participate in a favorite pastime I long ago traded for parental responsibility: day drinking.