Froghead Grill

Read Our Legend

Fred relaxing at the FHG... In the not too distant past along the bank of quite an ordinary stream lived a frog who liked to call himself Fred. In his early years, Fred’s day went much the same way each and every day: relaxing by the water’s edge, enjoying the outdoors (perhaps a swim if feeling especially Froggy), evening socials (sometimes croaking till the wee hours of the morning), and feasting on an endless supply of pesky insects that just so happened to taste absolutely delicious (he IS a frog, afterall!).

As he aged, Fred began to ponder the meaning of his life and very purpose of his existence. Let it be noted (as it is crucial to this story) that Fred soon found himself unhappy & discontent with the life he seemed destined to lead. Despite being constantly surrounded by great food & friends, he felt ashamed of being nothing more than a meager frog. Finally unable to take the anguish any longer, Fred decided to break from froggy tradition and travel the world in search of a life with meaning and purpose.

Fred, like most frogs, was a patient fellow. No delusions of grandeur plagued this little amphibian. He knew his quest was not an easy one—his quest would be long, and at times even treacherous. Fred’s travels took him the world over. He toured all the great continents (and even a few of the not-so-great) and met people (and frogs) of every size, shape, and color. Despite his efforts and energies spent, Fred found nary a friend, colleague, or rand