Losing Americana

There was something special about the old hamburger shack that every town once had

Over the final half of May, and the first third of June, we spent about three weeks out in Central California.

It’s the region where my wife and I were born and we have some family still living out there. Why escapes me but we’ll get to that later.

The first couple of days were spent reeling from sticker shock. Everything out there cost way more than we p…