There's a restaurant near Saratoga that makes the most delicious root beer I've ever had. It's a shame that I despise the restaurant itself. I was taken there for one of my birthday dinners this year, and as soon as you mention the word "birthday" the place turns into a fucking carnival. They dance for you, make you sign some birthday book, bring over a basket of toys, get the owner to come say hello, etc. It's so annoying. Nice view from the dining room, though.

