our hours? all of them

in a slight breach of chronological order, this post is dedicated to the acquatic foursome's stop at a local steak and shake, in order to refuel in delicious fashion, before heading downtown for some real adventure. the only disappointment in the meal was that steak and shake does not serve breakfast twenty-four hours a day. i was forced to eat a hamburger for my first meal of the day, but it was noon thirty. maybe that's more of a statement about my life then a critique on the establishment's menu.


complimentary hats and bibs are ok by colin