When I was a kid, we always looked forward to meals on road trips. We knew that, if nothing else, there was Denny’s.
Denny’s is not what it used to be, but when we hit the road beyond California, there is Cracker Barrel. CB’s menu, quality, and service makes it easy to forget the other roadside chains. It’s like Howard Johnson’s, only…country.
Because deep down inside each and every American, there’s a little Texan.
Sometimes two or three.
Earned it. A year ago today.
A tribute to Captain Janeway, obviously.
“The finest organic suspension ever devised” indeed.
My father-in-law offers his own candidates for Coffee Mug of the Year, these two cups thown, glazed, and fired by his grandson.
A surprise that came with an amazing gift basket from Zabar’s in New York.