You can't say enough about the Caribou. The only thing keeping it from being a dive is the Spotted Cow on tap.
The burgers were great as usual... the really loud guy who is always there was there... and we did experience the mystery of the change of shifts at the Caribou.
The primary topic of debate for the evening was whether or not we should feel shame about going to Forequarter on tavern night. The argument started in the car on the way over and continued right up until it was time to say goodnight. We even discussed it was the owner. In the end, the atmosphere inside is decidedly bar-like. Plus you can order a big pile of bleu cheese. I say thumbs up.
Spousal Pro-Tip: You shouldn't have tavern night anyplace you'd bring your wife on date night.
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