6/18/13

This Ain't Your Mama's Shake

We went to town today, me and the expectant mother, and we needed to make an extra stop while we were out. A stop for the baby. At Sonic. For the baby.

I love Sonic. I love the drive-in. I love the servers on roller skates. I love the happy hour 1/2 off drinks. I love the hot dogs.

Good grief, I'm about to write about hot dogs. No, no, no. I'm not going to write about hot dogs or in particular this beauty I had for lunch.


Nope, not gonna do it.
Whew.
Instead I'm gonna write about my dinner. Kale, parsley, red cabbage, turnip and cucumber juice.


No, no, no. I'm not gonna write about my dinner juice. No one cares that I drink this green go-go juice every day or that it happens to also look like the inside of leprechaun's gut.

No, I'm going back to Sonic.


Okay, that's better. I didn't actually drink one of these glorious shakes today, but if I had it would have been the peanut butter and bacon one. 

Oh. Mama.

Whoever came up with combining bacon with sweet stuff is a genius. Not your run-of-the-mill ordinary "I'm in the smart math class" genius. No, a genius on a whole other plane. One who thinks in equations and theories. One who ponders the galaxies and quasars of deep space. One who allows the thought, "I wonder how bacon would taste covered in hot fudge?" to take root, grow and eventually blossom into the lunch order of a woman who has drank way too many cabbage juices.

Oh. Mama.

And don't you just love that shakes now have their own season? Something to look forward too, like the holiday season. Putting up shake decorations each summer. Grumbling that the shake season comes earlier and earlier every year. Getting all my last minute shake shopping done on Memorial day weekend.

Oh brother.

1 comment:

Creations By Cindy said...

I must say Deb, the HOT DOG looks much more appealing sister than that juice does! LOL! Hugs and blessings, Cindy