Portsmouth is a funky Rust Belt town hard on the Ohio River. A century ago the city had 50,000 residents, now it is down to about 20,000. The world's largest manufacturer of shoelaces is in Portsmouth but I didn't find it. Portsmouth is currently in dispute with the Army Corps of Engineers and the Commonwealth of Kentucky regarding Indian Head Rock. For the moment the rock is being stored in a city garage. I didn't find the rock either.
What I did find was the Original Hamburger Inn No. 1 on the industrial east end of town. There I was taking this picture when a couple of kids out of a Norman Rockwell illustration come walking home from school. It was a girl about ten years old and her younger brother.
The girl asks me "Hey, mister, why are you taking a picture of that building? Are you a reporter?"
I told her, no, I just liked the sign, building and bright colors. She sounded disappointed when she said "Oh, a tourisist."
That was the second-best moment on the whole trip.
Having had a healthy soup and salad at the Market Cafe in the historic Boneyfiddle District across town I did not try a burger. Maybe next time. I did, however, visit a couple of other dining establishments in town.
Ha! The girl's remark is priceless. So what was the best moment?
They are really wasting time and taxpayer money haggling over that rock? Why don't they just split the cost to build something in the river where it used to be that will support its weight, and stick the rock and a couple of historical markers out there?
Posted by: Dane | 20 February 2009 at 12:48 AM
She really did say tourisist, too. The best moment? Meeting the Mad Cookie Maker of Columbus!
The rock battle does seem to have an extra dose of stupid attached to it. If it were my I'd crush it into a million pieces, have faces carved into each little rock, and sell them as souvenirs. On the back of the rock they could print "My parents went to Portsmouth, Ohio and all they got me was this stupid rock."
Posted by: Joe | 20 February 2009 at 07:00 PM
Oh, how sweet! I'm so glad you came out here and made the time to meet me. Come back any time at all.
I like the way you think; your plan actually makes money instead of spending it. And everybody gets a bit of the rock for their very own. Problem solved!
Posted by: Dane | 20 February 2009 at 10:18 PM
Next time eat the burger. They are these little bombs of flavor, I will often drive 40 miles from home just for a sack full.
Posted by: Jim | 06 May 2009 at 05:15 PM
Good to know!
Posted by: Joe | 07 May 2009 at 01:14 PM
I grew up in Portsmouth but haven't lived there since 1982. I still think about the burgers at the hamburger inn. They start out on their grill as little round balls that they flatten down and the aroma in the restaurant was (is) irresistible. I'm working on a list of my favorite burger places on my blog and would like to use your photo with your permission.
Posted by: Paul R. | 08 June 2009 at 10:32 AM
Paul, feel free to use the photo. I'd appreciate a link back to here.
Posted by: Joe | 09 June 2009 at 07:44 PM
I grew up in Portsmouth (but I have all my teeth and all my chromosomes). Sadly, you missed your chance to have a burger from the Hamburger Inn. A few weeks ago, it closed after more than 50 years of business. Nothing will ever take their place.
Posted by: Barbara Quinn | 25 June 2009 at 03:13 PM
Sad to hear that they closed. I heard elsewhere that the shoelace factory also shut down.
Posted by: Joe | 25 June 2009 at 04:59 PM
That is the saddest thing ever I love the place I will be heart broke forever loosing this wonderful little restaurant maybe someone will buy it and reopen it....
Posted by: crystal | 05 October 2009 at 01:17 AM
I was born in Portsmouth, but left when I was 6. My dad and I ate many burgers sitting at the counter at the Hambuger Inn. It is one of my fondest and most vivid childhood memories. I lost my dad last March. I just turned 62. Am sad to learn that it closed although I'm surprised it was still open. Am getting really nostalgic in my "old" age and hope to see Portsmouth again.
Posted by: Sharon McGrory | 26 February 2010 at 11:48 AM
I grew up in Portsmouth too and moved away in 77 for California. I still have many fond memories from that great little town, and some of the old eateries like The Hamburger Inn, Harold's and the Stone Pipe Inn simply were the best. Especially considering all of the franchised restaurants that are around today serve horrible food.
Thanks for the look back at my childhood.
Posted by: Steve Lewis | 04 August 2014 at 08:15 PM