Chick-Fil-A

This update has been a long time in the making, but my Chick-Fil-A obsession tends to weird people out. (You have been warned.) I used to live down south where Chick-Fil-A's were everywhere and I could get my fix anytime. But after moving north, we discovered that there are literally none for hundreds of miles. The nearest one happens to be in 'Cedar Rapids, Iowa', and I make the pilgramage at least once a summer. Those who've been there understand the goodness of the Original Chicken Sandwhich and those of you that haven't are just missing out.

This year, plans were made and plans were dropped, but we did manage to bring one other person to experience the goodness with us (too bad she's from the south and had been to Chick-Fil-A recently). The 5 hour drive means that we had to keep side stops to a minimum, though we did discover the Mystery Cave and a wonderful barnyard right next to the highway that kept us gagging for miles.

The trip wouldn't have been so bad except that we hit a 45-minute traffic jam in the city on the way back. At 11:30 at night..