My Thoughts on the End of the World
Well, maybe not the end of the entire world, just the world of drive-ins and hot rods. Paso Robles gets a new bank soon on the corner of 21st Street and Spring. Woo flippin hoo. Like we needed one. Down the tubes go nearly fifty years of memories and tradition. My part was the order with no tomatoes, Evan's was the one with a thin chocolate malt. He likes to drink his malts, not lick them off the spoon. Sounds easy, but try ordering one. We waited this long to say anything because we just couldn't believe it. There's no more drive-in. The last good burger in Paso Robles just bit the dust.