Where in the World is Bob’s (Mobile) Diner?

If you guess it, I'll give you a little something-something

Hello, hungry people.

A short post today since I’ve been on the road and am still catching up with myself.

I’ve landed at a place where I’ll be for the next few days working on a book for my main hustle at Story Farm.

So, based just on this photograph …

Let’s discuss the above options:

1. Do you really think I’d set foot in Mar-A-Freaking-Lago? Unless, of course, I’d joined a mob of jubilant looters who had stormed the joint after its owner was deposed from his current position of power?

2. A reasonable guess since I was in Costa Rica last week and almost got the bend-over treatment from Customs agents. But no.

3. Another reasonable guess since I’m a Florida guy and get to Miami often. But again, no.

4. Correcto!

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   So I’ll give you another hint. This is what it looks like on the outside.

I could have taken a better photo so those trees weren’t blocking the grand entrance. But that would have shown the flag of the country where this place is located. And I didn’t want to make it too easy for you.

That’s because I am offering a semi-valuable prize to the first person who submits the correct answer: A copy of the beautiful coffee-table book that Story Farm will publish about said destination. Cover price: $50.

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No more multiple choice questions. If you think you know the name of this place, you’ll have to message me.¹

Do it now! Take a wild guess. Or an educated one. Or message me about any ol’ thing you want. It’s private and it won’t appear here.

However, if you want to make a public comment, you can click this button. If it’s particularly witty or thought-provoking, I might consider giving you a little something-something, too.

And as long as you’re punching buttons, if you’re not already a subscriber, punch the one below. It gives you the option of being a free subscriber (a.k.a. mooch) or a paid subscriber (a.k.a. my boss and employer and to whom I genuflect.)

I don’t mean to shame you mooches into subscribing or piss you off so you stop dropping by. I appreciate you hanging out here and I intend to keep Bob’s Diner free for the foreseeable future. I can do that because a lot of good people (but not nearly enough) have chosen to throw in a little coinage and help keep the lights on.

Because it’s a pretty good deal. Entry level is just $5 a month, of which, after Substack and Stripe take their cuts, I get $4.30. Or, based on Bob’s Diner’s current output, about 30 cents per post. I might as well be working an assembly line in China.

So, once again:

That’s the end of the shameless money-grubbing. For today anyway.

I’ll be back tomorrow to reveal the identity of the mystery place and share some cool stories about it.

Thanks for dropping by …

1. If you’re a friend who just happens to know my travel itinerary, don’t think you can exploit that insider information to nab a free copy of the aforementioned book. But you can message me anyway. Especially if you have nothing better to do.