I find myself clambering up the rolling and twisting, winding and often narrow hills of the mountains in Northern Arizona as the early part of the week beckons hello to me. I discover myself on a business trip, headed on my way up to the White Mountains in order to meet with some clients about writing content for their website. As I make my way there, I realize two things: it’s been a really long time since I headed to mountains, and I am really freaking hungry.
As I enter the smaller town of Greer, AZ, which has roughly 130 full time residents, and mostly consists of older log cabins, and the newer Greer Lodge Resort, the homeliness of the place really sets in. Hunger again beckons and as I cruise down Main St. I come across a cozy bar and grill called the Neon Moon; the ideal place for a lunch and an ice cold beer.
Menu: The menu is a bit off the beaten path as far as sports bars go these days.
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