An Anchor Full Of Juice

Every Fall I venture out along the bi-ways, hi-ways, bi-guys and back country roads seeking out fall color foliage and frolicking.

So, that is exactly what I am doing this week. I had gotten a tip that I might find the Fountain Of Youth in yet again Wisconsin(man those WI Folk must need a lot of help with aging) of all places. I started out my Fall Color Exploratory Drive early Tuesday morning. I had packed all the important items: A hot comb, my handmade cheese cloth g-strings(it lets you breathe) walking stick, wine glasses, a carafe or Divine Wine(Dad’s Homemade wine) jeans, sequined flannel shirts, and of course my white Jackie-o’s and red boa.

I decided to drive the newest toy, my candy apple red Cadillac called “Flame.” I drove what seemed like forever with absolutely…speaking of Absolute, at this point in the trip I was starting to feel for a Martini! But I continued on my journey when I came to a fork in the road. No really there was a fork and a knife both of which were stuck in(what was left of) the carcass of a Badger. Apparently, some wild backwoods men must have gotten their fill of ole’ badger?
Now as you can imagine I thought “Moi has never had a Badger Fur?” I am thinking a Muff for the Fall.

I make my way along and finally decide to stop for the day, and give my perfectly shaped booty a rest. As you can imagine after being in a car for 5 hours with no assercises it is so flat, one could serve tea and crumpets on it!

I pull in to a local hotel in Superior, WI. The weather is perfect, and there is a lounge inside calling for me to come and order a Cosmopolitan. So I do.
I eventually make my way to my room with the help of the Concierge. Which now that I am thinking about it, I think he was a missionary from the local Salvation Army? After 3 Cosmos my perception is a bit fuzzy! I mean both men in each role would be wearing a special suit, right? Anyways, he was really wonderful to carry my red luggage and moi into the room and fluff my…

The next day I started my exploration of the city and was craving a big… juicy… moist…and greasy burger and fries accompanied by a libation. I thought I better butch it up in these there parts! Or the locals might get the wrong idea(remember Deliverance). So I saunter into an establishment called The Anchor Bar on Tower Ave in Superior, WI. I was stopped in my tracks by what I was taking all in around me. Immediately to my right is a corner nook, with a table and chairs that is two steps up surrounded by books, board games, and nautical memorabilia from floor to ceiling and on the ceiling. There is a bar to my left and the bar wench is rather happy looking, and plump! As I gaze out into the establishment and walk around looking at all the nautical ware I am just so amazed at each detailed piece of history. The place is packed with people and everyone seems to be enjoying their food and conversations.

I sit down in the nook in the front that is referred to as “The Library.” The bar wench greets me and asks” what’ll it be bud?” I reply with “bud did you say?” why yes I think I did bud, she says. So I ordered a Sapphire Bombay and tonic with a twist of lemon. Not exactly the proper choice I guess when having a burger, so I decide to have a brew instead. I order a pale ale.

The Anchor Bar

As my basket of food came to my table I was immersed with such a tantalizing aroma that flooded “The Library” almost in a slow sexy tango kind of way. I reached down for my juicy hamburger and as I picked it up I could see all the juices and drippings trickle down to my basket(not my basket, but the bar’s basket-perverts) and I knew this was going to be climatic! It is piled high and thick with mushrooms, swiss cheese, and raw onions! I squirted on the “fancy ketchup.” I always ask “what makes ketchup so dam fancy?” I mean it is not like there is any bling on the dam bottle? As my perky perfect lips grows closer to the delectable burger I pause and quickly look around to see if anyone is watching me. I dive right into the burger. OMG what a freakin fantastic explosion of flavor, grease and total ecstasy all coming from a bun no less! Why do all the good things in life come with a bun? And what a soft bun it was!

I highly recommend you making it a point of destination if you are ever in Superior, WI. 413 Tower Ave. 715.394.9747

And if I have not told you lately, take the time to discover your own Divine Self.