May 4, 1963, Appleton Post-Crescent
I'd always see this place on the way to my grandparents' house sometimes, depending on the route we took. Situated at the corner of Hwy 47 and Airport Road, this seemed like a cool place to go as a little kid, but I have no memory of ever eating there. My Mom would counter all my requests with the opinion that she could make a better hot dog at a cheaper price, but I doubt she would have served it to me while I sat in the back of the Chevy Impala. So typical of Mom, putting it in dollar terms when all I wanted to do was experience the novelty of eating in the car!