There’s a rustic red building sitting at a quiet crossroads in tiny Perkinsville, Indiana, that has food enthusiasts driving for hours and willingly waiting outside in lawn chairs just for a taste of ...
In the middle of nowhere Indiana, where corn stalks outnumber people and GPS signals go to die, sits a weathered red building with a simple sign: Bonge’s Tavern. This isn’t just another roadside joint ...
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