Had some friends who love to try out new places to eat. They pulled into a standard country pub on a roadtrip, nothing unusual about it to make it seem any different to any country Aussie pub. They ordered a standard pub lunch. The big hairy dude behind the bar grumbled at them and then went out to the kitchen. 20 minutes later they are served the worst meal of their lives and 5 minutes after that a large amount of motorcycles pulls into the parking lot.

They left soon after. The place was a biker gang front and all the locals knew to avoid it.

On a related note, there's a $2 junk shop in my town where you can sit at the bus stop out front in the morning and watch every tweaker in town walk in, spend 2 mins inside, and then walk out looking much happier, 10 seconds later, carrying nothing.

It is so obviously an over-the-counter methamphetamine dealership that the entire bus stop is known as 'Meth Corner' to everyone in town.

Note to self: stick to the Little Caesars, if it's the neighborhood I think you're referring to.