Well, the “stained glass” I think was actually plastic, but it looked pretty darned good. Continuing the motif were painting scattered about like Blue Boy painted in the original style (sorta) with the Wolfy’s sign looming in the background, and the Mona Lisa holding a ketchup bottle. I really should have gotten pictures of those, but I just noticed them as we were on our way out.
Obituary
Joe Smith died today after consuming a Wisconsin Cheese Skillet, A triple-cheese and onion patty melt, and a Burger King Enormous Omelet in rapid succession. His last words were said to be, “Pass the fries, would you?” In lieu of burial, the deceased will be rendered in his own grease and used to fuel a biodiesel Volkswagon van.
I second Superdawg, and not just ’cause of the creepy 8′ tall hotdog with red eyes on their roof. With a bike trail right next door, you can instantly negate all healthfull exercise.
I drive by Wolfy’s all the time, have yet to stop. It’s kind of like Fluky’s which I never think of when I’m hungry, but always pass by. And when I recently made the time to stop, I kicked myself for not trying it sooner.
I’m not sure which picture impresses me more. That is a mighty neon sign… but the stained glass really is amazingly well done!
Well, the “stained glass” I think was actually plastic, but it looked pretty darned good. Continuing the motif were painting scattered about like Blue Boy painted in the original style (sorta) with the Wolfy’s sign looming in the background, and the Mona Lisa holding a ketchup bottle. I really should have gotten pictures of those, but I just noticed them as we were on our way out.
Hmm…combine a double patty melt with a Wisconsin cheese skillet? ;9
Medic!
At least you’d die with a smile on your face and a pound of red meat and lactose in your stomach.
… did I say stomach? I meant arterial system. It’d migrate immediately upon ingestion.
Obituary
Joe Smith died today after consuming a Wisconsin Cheese Skillet, A triple-cheese and onion patty melt, and a Burger King Enormous Omelet in rapid succession. His last words were said to be, “Pass the fries, would you?” In lieu of burial, the deceased will be rendered in his own grease and used to fuel a biodiesel Volkswagon van.
Drivers wanted.
o/` Zoom, zoom, zoom! o/`
I always wanted to go there when I lived up that way.
By the way, I recommend Superdawg. They still have carhop service!
I second Superdawg, and not just ’cause of the creepy 8′ tall hotdog with red eyes on their roof. With a bike trail right next door, you can instantly negate all healthfull exercise.
I drive by Wolfy’s all the time, have yet to stop. It’s kind of like Fluky’s which I never think of when I’m hungry, but always pass by. And when I recently made the time to stop, I kicked myself for not trying it sooner.
Ya I’m guilty of the same. I should go….for furry and phallic-sake.