THANKS FOR FEATURING the Little Taverns in “Places That Are Gone” (11/10) and including pictures of what was—five of which at one point or another in my life were my favorite eating spots.
When I had my first taste of heaven, they were indeed a dollar a bag, only we called it the “dollar dinner”—19 hamburgers and a Coke, and we needed some mils across the counter to complete the transaction.
For those who are too young to remember what mils were, the mil was a unit of measure in which the new WWII sales tax was measured. This sales tax was so negligible that special tokens had to be coined to pay it.
The sales tax was temporary.
Would that the Little Taverns had not been, too!