The transparent slip dresses and silky camisole tops screamed va-va-voom, and made Victoria’s Secret look positively frumpy.

"I was just walking along, and suddenly, there’s a squirrel attached to my thigh. Just clomped on to my thigh," Joan Heblack said.

In an era where restaurants often try to dazzle with molecular gastronomy or Instagram-optimized decor, Hank’s Creekside stands as a delicious reminder that sometimes perfection lies in simply doing ...