Ain't That America

So let's set the scene:

You've been out enjoying a 4th of July picnic with your family in a quiet lakeside pavilion.
The afternoon turns to evening and you whisk your Caribbean wife off to a small town Minnesota drive-in joint where the carhops still wear poodles skirts, they brew their own root-beer, and invite you to a discount at their adjacent mini-golf course. You're chowing down on the greasy burger and cold root-beer when a Ford Model T pulls up with red-white-and-blue ribbons and two yellow Labradors in the back.

All that's missing is a bit of Bruce Springsteen or John Mellencamp.

The Drive-In
Taylors Falls, MN USA