As you drive down Main St USA, you look to your right. You see a McDonald's with their Big Mac. Look to your left and you see a Burger King with their Whopper. Down the street and around the corner is a Wendy's with their Chicken Nuggets and Triple Double Classic. Sonic is turning out dog meat on a bun, and you are not satisfied with your choices.
Once you get to the end of the street you see a different kind of place. A place where the marketing machine of Madison Ave hasn't touched it. It is a piece of Americana, all but extinct except for our part of town. Our Cleveland.
Swenson's is as good as it is nostalgic. A simple Drive-In joint. Take away the catchy jingles about ingredients, the stupid crown, and Dave Thomas and you find an authentic hamburger. It will not have you thinking where is the beef. It will have you thinking, where is my pen so I can write a thank-you note to the car hop who ran to your car to make sure you got prompt service.
I say flock to this place, get a Galley Boy and a chocolate shake.