The Pine Club

Gott im Himmel, I miss this place when I'm gone.  My grandparents took me here for the first time when I was 8. It is still one of the most delightful experiences.  A Shirley Temple on the rocks? Yes, please, Miss Wanda.

They only take cash and they don't do dessert. The steak is like meaty butter and they don't give you attitude when you tell them it should be rare. Not blue, but definitely rare. It doesn't change the situation, but damn...it sure makes it feel that little bit more like you're following a rainbow.