This photo's story is after the jump.

I'm doing a series of posts for 31 days that will feature a photo from my personal collections and the backstory behind the picture. I'm trying to stick with shots that have not appeared on the site before. I'm using the stories as a writing exercise to help me prepare for writing a book. You can find the rest of the series posts here:
- Chasing the White Rabbit
- Garden of the Gods
- When I Met Dan Savage
- The Thoughtful Founding Father
- Malibu on a Paper Napkin
- Red in the Indiana Forest
- Alcatraz & Chocolate
- Scene from a Workaurant
- One-Dog-Only Soccer
- The Nightly Regimen
- In & Out with Jill Weiss
- El Guano Loco
- You Don't Have to be Einstein
- Phil & the Stonewall Inn
- Bon Jovi Browning
- How to Make a Dog Fly
- The Nicest Can in the White House
- Minneapolis' Cold Night Air
- Meridian Hill Park
- The Krustyest Place on Earth
- Blood In the Shower
- When Organized Labor Came to Our Rescue
- My Chipmunk Friend
- The Boyfriend Who Came Back from the Dead
- Kittens in the Flowerpot
- The Squanto Baby
- Big Man, Bigger Woman
- Is that a Hamster in Your Hat?
- Thirteen Years to Mt. Vernon
- It's Amazing What You'll Find in the Basement
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Ah, yes.....as a life-long Indianapolis resident, I remember them well and still visit one occasionally.
And then there are also the White Castle places, which sometimes get confused with Steak 'n Shake. They feature very small mini-burgers with more than their share of onions.....something that has long earned them the nickname "Gut Bombs". I'm sure the White Castle PR folks don't exactly relish that.
(I didn't start out to make a pun.....honest I didn't!)
Growing up in Lawrence, on the out skirts of Indy, I fondly remember Steak n' Shake. It was our high school's hang out. I cant tell you the amount of fries and chocolate shakes I ate there. Not really 100% sure, but I dont think I ever had a hamburger there....only fries and milk shakes. Oh and White Castle sliders! Omg! Did i love me some tiny burgers!