When I was a kid my favorite food was cheeseburgers. If I could have had things my way, it would have been three cheeseburgers a day, with a side of cheeseburger, extra cheese. I may have also been a little fat, but that's for another blog post.
I can distinctly remember laying in bed fantasizing about having a super power--like most children do. Some kids want to fly, some kids want super human strength, or the ability to read minds. But I wanted to be invisible. What did I imagine doing with my super power? Fighting crime? Stealing money from a bank? No. I wanted to be invisible so I could go into McDonald's, walk behind the counter, and eat all the cheeseburgers I wanted. 'No one would be able to stop me, ' I thought, licking my lips. I would eat all the cheeseburgers. This was the dream of my youth.
Sadly, I never got to eat all the cheeseburgers, but I have had quite a few and Connecticut seems to have a disproportionately high number of excellent cheeseburger places: Ted's, Harry's, Louis Lunch. Not all of them are named after men. My favorite is Shady Glen in Manchester, a burger and ice cream place where time seems frozen in 1964, except for the prices.
I lived nearby for a few years when I was very young, so trips to Shady Glen are particularly nostalgic for me. And, as is the problem with nostalgia, things from your past are often disappointing when revisited, like middle school crushes or young adult novels. Shady Glen, however, still lives up to legend. Why? Because fried cheese is always amazing. They also make their own ice cream and have a ton of old man flavors like Grapenut and Frozen Pudding. You may have room if you don't order all the cheeseburgers, like me.
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