Places mrshouligan Wants to Go

A restaurant modeled after feudal Japan, where the waitstaff are trained as ninjas.

Where once there was a train station bathroom, there is now this German burger joint.

A 300-year-old tea shop that brought tea to the English people, not to mention the Queen herself.

One of the few brewers in the U.S. experimenting with hop-free beers.

This 19th century machine put animals (including humans) in boxes to study how they metabolized calories.

Eulogizing an unknown man's unusual demise.

Seemingly unremarkable items like empty sushi trays, chef hats, and freshness stickers are being preserved so future generations can look back on this beloved cultural import.

The inventor of the iconic Pringles can was so proud of his invention he was buried in one.

A 24-hour vending machine restocked daily with homemade full-sized pecan pies.

A completely round house designed for the Atomic Age.

In this Parisian garden's grotesque former life as a zoo it fed exotic animals to the bourgeois and put humans on exhibit.

Farms are serving pizza made from their own fresh crops, a growing trend in the American Midwest.

This 14th century wine cellar is home to the oldest barrel-stored wine in the world.

2,000 barrels of aging beer hidden in a warehouse at the Brooklyn Navy Yard.

At 929 pounds and 26 feet tall, this stainless steel fork can only be used by the likes of King Kong.

The oldest continuously operating fish market in the United States.

The oldest family-run luncheonette in New York, last renovated in 1948, still serves food and drinks the old-fashioned way.

This small-town Connecticut restaurant gives each diner a free book from its vast library.

Tracking the 1,500-year history of Korea's star cabbage.

A school-themed restaurant where gastronomy is the core curriculum.

A pair of 7-foot legs belonging to the military man of the Mayflower stand jauntily by the side of the road.

Plymouth's huge yet little-known memorial to the Pilgrims.

Sacks of potatoes, made of cast stone, mark where the iconic potato sheds once stood along the river.

Travelers leave tea kettles in a remote part of Death Valley as part of a mysterious, decades-old tradition.