Last Friday night, my Business Man and I started the journey home to visit our families for Easter. It's about 390 miles, and usually takes about 6 hours. No big deal.
Well, usually, it's no big deal.
Until we hit traffic about 120 miles from the Bean Town. And sat there. And sat there. And sat there some more. We moved 2.5 miles in 2.5 hours. No joke. We had one opportunity to make an [illegal] U-turn about 20 minutes in, but we thought that it would certainly clear up soon. Hmmmph.
Now, I wasn't too upset at first, because I was busy reading my book for book club next week. That is, until it had been multiple hours, and I started to get hungry. Like Iran21milesthismorningandcanonlyeatsomanyReeseseggs hungry. Yes... the one time I didn't pack a cooler full of snacks is the time we get stuck in traffic for 2.5 hours. Let's just say I wasn't the most pleasant person to be in a car with.
Finally, we made it up to another [illegal] U-turn spot, and I told my Business Man we were turning around and finding another way, or else. (Or else, what? Who knows!)
So, we turned around, got off at the closest exit, and took some country roads to the nearest restaurant.
Where did we end up? A lil' place called Pizza King.
We were a little unsure of the place from the parking lot, but I saw food, and that's all that mattered.
We went in, seated ourselves, and were instructed to place our order via the telephone at our table. Interesting.
It was actually pretty fun. All the waitresses had to be at least grandma-aged; they were pretty cute. And the pizza was pretty darn delicious.
After filling our bellies (and finally taming the hunger beast), we got back on the road and safely made it home... turning our typical 6-hour drive into a 9.5-hour drive. Oh, well, such is life.
Question: Does anybody have any crazy road trip stories?
In other news... my latest recipe post is up at the Rays Supermarkets blog! Click on over to find a recipe for Glazed Strawberry Fruit Salad. It's one of my favorites this time of year!
Well, usually, it's no big deal.
Until we hit traffic about 120 miles from the Bean Town. And sat there. And sat there. And sat there some more. We moved 2.5 miles in 2.5 hours. No joke. We had one opportunity to make an [illegal] U-turn about 20 minutes in, but we thought that it would certainly clear up soon. Hmmmph.
Now, I wasn't too upset at first, because I was busy reading my book for book club next week. That is, until it had been multiple hours, and I started to get hungry. Like Iran21milesthismorningandcanonlyeatsomanyReeseseggs hungry. Yes... the one time I didn't pack a cooler full of snacks is the time we get stuck in traffic for 2.5 hours. Let's just say I wasn't the most pleasant person to be in a car with.
Finally, we made it up to another [illegal] U-turn spot, and I told my Business Man we were turning around and finding another way, or else. (Or else, what? Who knows!)
So, we turned around, got off at the closest exit, and took some country roads to the nearest restaurant.
Where did we end up? A lil' place called Pizza King.
We were a little unsure of the place from the parking lot, but I saw food, and that's all that mattered.
We went in, seated ourselves, and were instructed to place our order via the telephone at our table. Interesting.
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| Pretty retro. |
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| "Yes, I would like one of everything, please and thank you." |
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| Cut into squares, just the way I like it. Perfect for having "just one more little piece." |
After filling our bellies (and finally taming the hunger beast), we got back on the road and safely made it home... turning our typical 6-hour drive into a 9.5-hour drive. Oh, well, such is life.
Question: Does anybody have any crazy road trip stories?
In other news... my latest recipe post is up at the Rays Supermarkets blog! Click on over to find a recipe for Glazed Strawberry Fruit Salad. It's one of my favorites this time of year!
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I also wanted to attempt to make glazed fruit salad at some point, so I am glad you posted this! Yay!