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Chicago Tribune writer skipped San Fransisco and came to Ann Arbor to stuff himself. What he found was 28 square miles of comfort and comfort food. To say he bit off more than he could chew might not be accurate 'cause, well, he finished everything on his plate... or at least it sounded like he did.
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Ann Arbor -- after Disney World, the second-happiest place on Earth.
A tear forms in my eye as I stand in line for a cheeseburger here, in
Ann Arbor, a true Midwestern Eden, 28 square miles of quaintness,
boasting eight species of turtle, two canoe liveries and countless men
still sporting ponytails. Ann Arbor, I think to myself, is proof there
exists a place in this world where the quality of small things still
matters. Things such as comfort and food. To be honest, I am sitting as
I think this; my girlfriend is standing in line. I twisted my ankle
while leaving the bed-and-breakfast.
My leg throbs.
"Got to stand, no saving tables," the guy at the counter says, an edge in his voice.
We're in a small shack of a burger joint, Krazy Jim's Blimpy Burger. Its motto is nice: "Cheaper Than Food."
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