Sometimes it's just too hard for those of us who are past our prime to pass up a brush with antiestablishmentarianism.  Sunday morning was one of those occasions.  We were tooling around Duluth, Minnesota in our little four-door sedan with dings here and there, when we came across Hell's Kitchen.  We weren't disappointed. 

It sported enough red and black in it's decor to justify its name, and it came with its own set of rules.  But really, isn't the reason we might go to hell because some of just can't follow rules in the first place? 

I always like to check out the bathrooms in restaurants to see if they have anything to say about the establishment.  I wasn't disappointed.  It worked well, and had personality!  If you get a chance to eat breakfast at Hell's Kitchen, (I see by their website we have one in the Twin Cities, too)  try the BISON SAUSAGE PATTIES.  They are seasoned like nothing I've ever tried before and were simply delicious.  It was my favorite thing about our visit.