Rusty Duck

I don’t want to rehash the painful memories of being denied a trip to the Rusty Duck. It is sufficient to say that I was invited to a dinner to the Rusty Duck and then disinvited to the Rusty Duck by Sara. I hold no grudges against Sara or Shawn since this disinvitation was out of their control AND because Shawn and his mom took my side on the divisive issue.

Plus, the next day Sara brought be a day old Rusty Duck burger and even though it was a day old and I warmed it up in a hospital microwave, it was still the best burger I’ve ever had in my life.

A few weeks later, I hopped in a car with Teresa, Ernie, and Mom and went to have a fresh burger from the Rusty Duck in Dexter, Iowa.

Here are a few pictures from the trip:

The Ultimate Cheeseburger

It did not disappoint. Eating that burger was a transcendent, nearly spiritual experience. I can’t wait to do it again.