Saturday, February 21, 2009

Road Trip Food Stops

Panera

My mother accosts a cashier: "So you decided to trademark Peppadew?! How can you trademark Peppadew? It's a vegetable, it should belong to everyone."

Turns out that Peppadews are not normal vegetables (hence the capitalization). They are sweet piquante peppers only grown in the Limpopo province of South Africa and trademarked by Peppadew International. So in order for Panera to advertise their use of Peppadew flavors they are required to include the trademark sign. Who knew.



Starbucks

Never trust out of the way Starbucks. I always find that my drinks come out tasting a little burnt there. Plus they did not give me whipped cream like I asked for (hello, just because I wanted nonfat does not mean that I don't want whipped cream) and instead gave me an excess of foam. I hate foam. It makes me want to throw up. That is how I know that I would not enjoy going to the restaurant that belongs to the current "Best Chef in the World" because his specialty is flavored foam. Gag me.



Cracker Barrel

They should have one of these in every town in our fine nation. Apart from the regrettable lack of natural light (they cover all the windows...???), I had THE PERFECT breakfast. Where else can you get bacon, ham, sausage, biscuits, gravy, eggs, hash brown and sauteed apples all for less than eight dollars? Nowhere, that's where. And they also gave me grits too, but I don't do grits.



Subway

Lots of pickles means minimum 20, not 10. Get a clue.



Olive Garden

We are doing that tonight. Birthday girl's choice. I am soooo looking forward to the salad. If I could only pick 15 things to eat for the rest of my life one of them would be Olive Garden salads. The only thing I am not looking forward too about Olive Garden tonight is the hour wait that we will inevitably have to endure because nobody in my uncle and aunt's household can make it out the door before 7:30 at night. Plus this time together will give my parents more time to question me on my life plan. Every time they start a conversation with me these days its "in ten years you should be moving on to your second career, what career will that be?" or "you need to pick what area of law you want to go into and what coast you see yourself living on in the long run." Aaaagh, I just want to be left alone and read John Grisham.


My mother has just fallen asleep at the foot of the twin bed I am currently in. Hmm.




"Cory's eyes are like a jungle,
He smiles its like the radio,"
-T-Swi, Stay Beautiful

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