Places phildzielski Wants to Go

A phenomenal assembly of pueblos in New Mexico is the most complete example of ancient ruins north of the border.

Home to New Mexico's longest bar, this watering hole also has a mining museum and a haunted history.

The world's first floating farm is staffed by one human, three robots, and 35 cows.

Nothing says indulgence like a 1,500-pound chocolate castle.

Berliners converted a bombed-out, disused lot into a community-run urban farm with its own cafe and bar.

The oldest bar in Missouri is hidden within a limestone brewery cellar more than 50 feet underground.

Some of Arizona's best spit-roasted tacos al pastor can be found here.

The last of a gourmet supermarket chain, this store helped spark California's Food Revolution.

It's bad manners to eat and drink on the subways of Tokyo, unless the train is this bar. 

Underneath the bustling city streets, a hydroponic farm grows unique herbs in an urban oasis.

This small corner bar is home to a rare 1930s dance organ that still plays tunes for one Euro.

Finally, you don't have to be a pious Swedish seaman to relax like one.

Endless rows of boxes of paper records line the hallways of the archaic federal facility where guns are traced.

A monument marks the location of the first successful steamboat demonstration.

Time travel with sweets across history at this research-based candy store.

An antique store houses the last operational diner from the defunct department store chain.

This mom-and-pop Japanese sweets shop has been serving cloud-light mochi for almost a century.

Behind a grungy bodega facade, a Poblano family serves rich, home-cooked meals.

Once a month, an Indonesian feast appears inside an Elmhurst church hall.

For roadside fast food, pull over at the giant orange.

Famed for its pie, this eatery has a hidden tunnel that allowed Catholics to secretly walk to church during the Reformation.

A B.Y.O.B. Mexican cantina lives inside one of the last tortilla factories in Brooklyn.

At this small shop off a dirt road in the forest, the specialty is eel the owner caught and smoked himself.

If there's another drive-through golf-cart bar in a bat-filled cave on top of a mountain, we don't know about it.