Greaseburger

We eat the double greaseburger at the Elkhorn in Pagosa Springs, and then stop just a few blocks away, at the hot springs.

I got back to my motel tired, wet and hungry. Talking to Miss Maidie had deterred me from grabbing a quick greaseburger en route.

Life on the road for the Blues or Jazz musician, huddled in frozen bus stops, and eating raw greaseburgers washed down with stale beer, is not the ideal health regimen.