Browers Cafe
Barrow, Alaska, was practically nonexistent sixty years ago when my father was stationed at Point Barrow; but even then Browers Cafe was ancient. Originally built as a whaling station in the Nineteenth Century, it was a general store during my dad's time there.
These days, it's a very nice restaurant where I had a cheeseburger which was excellent verging on spectacular, and some Chinese dumplings which weren't quite so much.
Out back of the restaurant, on a long beach running down to the Arctic Ocean, are the skeletons of two whaling boats and one (partial) whale.
Browers Cafe
Barrow, Alaska, was practically nonexistent sixty years ago when my father was stationed at Point Barrow; but even then Browers Cafe was ancient. Originally built as a whaling station in the Nineteenth Century, it was a general store during my dad's time there.
These days, it's a very nice restaurant where I had a cheeseburger which was excellent verging on spectacular, and some Chinese dumplings which weren't quite so much.
Out back of the restaurant, on a long beach running down to the Arctic Ocean, are the skeletons of two whaling boats and one (partial) whale.