Fisher's Landing, AZ (#0831)

There was a bar/restaurant that fit the classic 'fish camp' description. Dark inside, old wooden tables, pictures from fishing tournaments on the walls, a long bar, beer signs everywhere, grungy hallways to musty bathrooms, an older talkative once-blonde woman behind the bar, and a friendly young guy working the grill. The only thing not quite classic was that they offered a veggie burger and a 'mush burger.' The mush burger was half turkey burger and half veggie burger, and the fries were fresh cut, not frozen – both quite good. Oh, and one other thing out of character for Arizona – a sign on the door saying ‘no open carry’ in the restaurant.

It was a very quiet day and the bartender joined me on the patio for a smoke and to chat. She provided lots of insight into how the village was shifting from being a ‘fish camp’ into something else.