Right on the corner of 35th and Cactus, in Glendale, Arizona, stands a strip mall. You might drive by that strip mall a dozens times and never notice even one of the business there. That would be your loss.
There's a little joint there called Rocket Burgers And Subs. But it's not really a burger place...it's a time machine.
Should you enter the place you enter a time warp...back to the 50's. As you approach the front door you see row after row of various pop soda. As you enter the door the whole wall to your right is nothing but refrigerated glass cases holding every soda you ever drank in your childhood (and if it's not there, just speak up and they'll order if for you).
So, folks, young and old, wander into the place...the young to see "what was"..the old to revisit their childhood. You order your burger, or your sub, then spend the time waiting by walking along that wall of soda. "Do I want RC Coca Cola in the bottle?" Do I want a "Chocolate Covered Maple Smoked Bacon Soda?" "Do I Want A Whoo-hoo?", or "that root beer made only in Maine?" "Would my bacon burger go down better with a Big Red?"
And, before you can decide, the little counter bell rings and your order is called. Your burger sits on one of those blue-plaid or red-plaid wrappers from the sixties, with a side of fries, fresh peeled and flash fried not five minutes before, the whole delicious thing resting in a straw basket.
And, as you sit there, scarfing down that freshly made burger, your mind drifts back to long ago...to days of hula hoops and Roy Rogers and Clutch Cargo and Saturday morning cartoons..and hours of play in the green fields of childhood.
A pretty cheap time machine...and well worth the trip!