After dropping off the Broad Ripple SUV at the Bicycle Exchange, Bobbi and I headed down into Broad Ripple proper for lunch at Plump's Last Shot, a local institution at which I had somehow failed to dine so far.
She pedaled down the Monon and I took the Zed Drei and we met in the parking lot. It was a beautimous day for dining al fresco, and she ordered the signature pork tenderloin sandwich, which is a breaded piece of pork tenderloin approximately the size of a legal pad, served between two hamburger buns that are barely adequate as handles. I ordered a culinary delight known as a "Butler Dog": A beef frank wrapped in bacon, deep fried, and served on a bun piled with tomatoes, onions, and sliced jalapeños. My left arm hurts just thinking about it.
AAAA++++. Would do business with again. Maybe even today. We should do a blogmeet there sometime.