Customers` Favorites
Customers` Favorites
“Frostee, frosty, swirl it up tall,
a cool little shack where the tall pines call.
Burgers get sizzling, baskets get filled,
fries come flying fresh from the grill.
Shake it, swirl it, soft-serve spin,
chocolate or vanilla, let the sweet tooth win.
After dusty trails and a Sierra-day roam,
this little mountain joint feels right at home.
Nothing too fancy, nothing too neat,
just good old-fashioned roadside eats.
Grab a burger, lick that cone,
then wander where the pine winds moan.
Graeagle may be little, but the mountains are mighty,
and nothing cools a wandering fool
quite like something Frostee.
Peace. Piece. Peas.
Mr E. And Justin Thyme“
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“Graeagle, Graeagle, tucked in the trees,
where Sierra winds wander through ponderosa breeze.
After trails, trout, tires, and toes on the go,
follow your belly to Gumba’s II Go.
Pizza gets cheesy, crust gets a crunch,
a mighty fine mountain-town dinner or lunch.
Pasta gets saucy, sandwiches stack,
grab you a plate and get right back.
Small-town stop with the tall pines near,
good grub tastes better in mountain air.
Dine it, take it, pack up and go,
then wander those woods where the cold creeks flow.
High-country hungry? Now you know:
Graeagle for scenery, Gumba’s II Go for the dough.
Peace. Piece. Peas.
Mr E. And Justin Thyme“