Several years ago I was on the phone with an adman in Los Angeles, hashing out the details of a promotion I was helping with. Now, the California coast is about as far removed from small-town Illinois as you could get. As we talked through the plans he asked me where I was from.
“It’s a little town in Illinois called ‘Kansas.’ You’ve never heard of it.”
“Wait,” he said. “Is that near Moonshine?”
Moonshine Illinois, population 2. The happiest little crossroads you’ll ever find. It’s the kind of place about which people say, “You can’t get there from here.” But once you find your way there you’re in for a treat in the finest hamburger you’ll ever eat–a Moonburger.
Getting to Moonshine is half the adventure and people from all over take on that adventure. The guestbook boasts signatures from every corner of the globe. Whenever we’re entertaining out-of-state guests we always plan a trip to Moonshine. I wouldn’t want anyone to miss it. Continue reading