Day 99- Hunt Club

It's always nice when I'm home to visit some of the restaurants where they serve the objects of my late night snacking desires to get my fix.  I swear that I've been close before to jumping in my car and driving the eight hours home just so I could be at the Hunt Club when they opened.  They serve deep fried pickles, buttery ham and cheese sandwiches, and, of course, deer's ears.  Don't worry, these are made of potato, not deer.  Here's my haiku salute to a hometown favorite.

Crunchy potato
A meatless Friday delight
Mmmm that liquid cheese

Thank you, Hunt Club, you made my day.


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