I had no idea where I might be eating one Saturday afternoon half way through a 4 hour drive; I barely knew where I was. Â Then I saw the quintessential Vienna Beef sign and it was clear I had to stop at Mr. Mikes Place. Â
I ordered a beef, sweet and hot for myself and my companion ordered a loaded Chicago Dog. Â I stumbled on the drink order and the little man with lots of character about him taking my order was visibly annoyed, which cracked me up. Â ;) Â
Everything was great. Â The small counter allowed me to get my lean on to eat my samich. Â I hope I never find myself driving through central IL again but if I do I'm stopping at Mr. Mike's Place