Some things on Crown Street are the same, however. Like Louis’ Lunch, an institution that I am sure serves the same burgers on toast (no ketchup!) with the same surly service as they always have. I went there for the first time during daylight hours and now I see Louis’ burgers for what they really are: drunk food. Stuff that tastes good exclusively under the influence because it is, in reality, made out of very vile things.
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