While my parents went and enjoyed Wild Willy's Burgers this weekend, I thought it would be nice to introduce Jess to a Worcester institution. I hadn't been there in forever and even though Jess has been a Worcester resident for nearly three years, she had never partaken of their delicious and non-nutritious fare.
We each had three hot dogs, which should probably fill our hot dog quota for the next year or so. I washed them down with some Polar Birch Beer; Jess tried a sip and quickly denounced it as being "Moxie-esque".
It's nice to see that people are still carving things into the wooden booths. At this point, you can barely make out a lot of the older ones. Most of the ones I could decipher were from The mid-90's, although I did find one or two from before I graduated from high school.
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Birch beer Moxie-esque? Not unless Moxie tastes like sarsaparilla. Granted, the one and only time I tasted Moxie was well over 40 years ago but it's a flavor that stays with you.
According to Jess, it merely SMELLS something like Moxi.
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