Burgers: the In-N-Outs
I first became acquainted with In-N-Out hamburger restaurants in the mid-1950s. We were visiting my maternal grandparents, who lived in La Puente, Calif. (though back then it was just Puente). One evening, my grandmother suggested we jump in the car and go get burgers from a place called In-N-Out. Our destination might have been the company’s original location in Baldwin Park, or perhaps an early addition in Covina. The two cities were essentially equidistant from La Puente. Truly, the experience was a revelation. Calling our order into a squawk-box, pulling up to a window, paying and getting our food without even getting out of the car: wow, my 8- to 10-year-old self thought. This could catch on! As long ago as it was, I remember as well that my hamburger was really good. On Thursday, Albuquerque Journal business writer Marie Baca reported that, with In-N-Out planning to locate a warehouse in Colorado Springs, the long-discussed possibility of the hamburger...