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Author of "Adventures In Good Eating" transformed his hobby into profit for himself, service for other travelers.
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IN those halycon days before the war, when new automobiles were begging to be purchased and fine new tires were piled high in every filling station, America's excellent highways were crowded with motorists. In those good old days, also, it was seldom that a hotel clerk had to say, "Sorry, we're all filled up," to a tired applicant for a room. Travel was easy, not only by automobile but by rail and air as well. The railroads were competing for passengers and thinking up all sorts of new thrills to entice them.
But there was one flaw in this travel picture. The tourist, arriving in a strange city at mealtime, was confronted with a variety of eating places. He had no way of knowing which were good and which were bad. The experienced traveler knew that the frilliest places could serve poor food at high prices on not-tooclean plates. He knew also that good restaurants were the exception, not the rule.
Napoleon once declared that an army travels on its stomach. The same thing applies to the traveler, whose day can be ruined by a bad meal.
Could nothing be done to make it possible for the stranger in town to know just where to go to find a good eating place?
by HAROLD S. KAHM
A traveling salesman, Duncan Hines, thought a good deal about this. His work took him to small towns, big cities, tiny villages and he, perforce, took his stomach, protesting, along with him. Hines, a sincere and worthy exponent of the joys of the table, used every means he could devise to discover, wherever he went, which was the best restaurant in town. He button-holed his fellow travelers, cross-examined well-fed local merchants, to discover a good place for lunch or dinner.
Because of his constant traveling and the likelihood that he would someday retrace his steps, Hines made a note about each of his finds. He recorded the name of the place, address, kind of food, prices, and various personal observations.
Before long this list of notes had grown into a lengthy list of eating places spanning the country. His list of nearly 500 good eating places was a highly useful as well as a pleasant hobby.
At first these notes were haphazard, but on week-ends and vacations