Sunday drive with "Miss Daisey" Mona, took us to Horicon, Wisconsin. I was in search of a Pork Tenderloin Sandwich.
One is offered at the Rock River Tap,
About Us (rockrivertap.com) true Wisconsin bar vibe. Pre Prohibition back bar, well lacquered in nicotine. Very up North for South East and New Glarus Spotted Cow wheat beer on tap.
That is the good news.
Granted, Mona and I and two other couples at noon were in an establishment that could seat a bakers dozen at the bar and dining for at least sixty.
The tenderloin sandwich was eatable dressed my way catsup, tomato, and onion.
I was a cook at a Dog N Suds so I know what a good one can be. I think it was the fry oil. Beautiful skin on Russet French Fries just eatable too. If I was to run a fast order kitchen and want to draw customers in I sure a Hades wouldn't deep fry in canola oil, I would go old school Micky D and beef lard in. Either first fry or final finish fry.
So after all that. back in the shop with a Bernzomatic. Dumkoff me had loctite'd the pedals I wanted to remove. Had to.
Those pedals removed were Campagnolo clones for toe clips and never stood right side up.
Replacements are BMX rat traps with symmetrical foot thread. The clones well serve on my 1972 Schwinn Paramount.
Tom