re: #338 Blind Frog Belly White

Yeah, that was a weird part of summer weekends when I was in college - stopping on the way back from Maryland (where the drinking age was 18) at the HoJos in Gettysburg and having breakfast food at 1 or 2 AM.

There’s just something about pancakes or breakfast burritos when the sun is down and a few beers or hits in.