Tummy Tukwila

This past week I've been in my home town, Salt Lake City, Utah. A lot has changed here, but thank goodness, one thing has remained the same: the Iceberg in Draper. When I was eight years old, I was on a all-boys baseball team. Anytime we won a game, our coach would take us to the Iceberg for burgers and shakes. It is one of those happy childhood memories that incredibly, has stayed trapped in time. I ordered what I always had - fish fillet sandwich, hand-cut fries, and a hand-mixed, hot fudge, banana shake. It's a heart attack in a sack for sure, but since it's a rare occasion, I indulged. If you're ever passing through cow town, Draper, Utah - stop in. It's been there since 1960, and judging by endless stream of Mormons stopping in for ice cream (aka: Mormon foreplay), it'll be there for a long time still.