of fresh ground beef on an honest bun, brought to your table on a square of waxed paper.
Help yourself to pickles from a jar on the condiment tray; sliced onion is served on request.
Want cheese? It’s Swiss or Velveeta, sliced off long loafs and melted onto the patty into near-
oblivion. You won’t get a bill; just tell the bar man what you had and he’ll tell you what you owe.
For its fans, the bare-bones service and semi-divey setting only enhance
the growing Miller’s mystique.
75 Years. Read all about it. Click Here.
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By Sylvia Rector, Free Press Special Reporter
Dennis Miller Talks about the history of Millers Bar. Click Here.
By Emiliana Sandoval, Free Press Special Writer