Over the weekend, my wife and I ventured back to my homeland. And by that, I’m not trying to imply that I’m from some other country, although it certainly feels like it a lot of times! No, we merely made the voyage to southern Indiana to spend some time visiting with my folks.
Each time I make the trek, there are certain requirements of places I absolutely must frequent before I flee the area once more, and this trip was no different. Before I ever left my house, the weekend was pretty much laid out. We would sleep in Saturday morning, then make our way to Angelo’s Pizza for lunch. I stepped up to the counter and ordered about one of everything…quite literally. Between the salad, large pizza, and large stromboli, I had to top it all off with 2 orders of THE best bread sticks in the world. Hands down. Bar none. And it was worth every calorie-filled bite.
Then it was time for dessert. My mom suggested that we wash all of that down with a frozen hot chocolate from Santa’s Candy Castle. It’s much like a milk shake, but tastes just like hot chocolate.
Santa's Candy Castle
We capped off our tasty tour of the tri-state area by saddling up to a buffet dinner at Moonlite BBQ. We all filled our plates with heaping helpings of macaroni and cheese, mashed potatoes and gravy, creamed corn, green beans, broccoli casserole, ham, bbq pork, mutton and chicken, and fried shrimps. Yes, “shrimps.” I chugged as much iced tea (southern-style sweet tea, mind you) as I could handle, then went back for the dessert buffet and grabbed some chocolate pecan pie, strawberry cheesecake, chocolate eclair, and ice cream. Then I requested a wheelchair to get back to the car!
But all of that is completely beside the point…I just wanted to rub it in a little bit. It was the unannounced stop afterwards that caught my wife and I completely off guard. Continue reading