Cracker Barrel is a must for any road trip in the US of A

Today, after a phone interview, we headed an hour down the road to Cracker Barrel for some grits and biscuits and gravy. And let's not forget that awesome little game with the pegs in the wood holes. Apparently, my score indicates that I am an "IG-NOR-AIM-OOS". Does this have anything to do with my lack of interest in Sudoku?



I also love the Cracker Barrel store, with it's syrupy Americana vibe. And hello! Those are some great rocking chairs...should I have those or Adirondack chairs on the porch? The debate is really between the footrest or the rock. I think I lean towards the footrest--frankly, even a rocking chair is too much exercise on Friday afternoons.

After our super-healthy breakfast, we decided to take along a slice of chocolate-pecan pie for good measure. When snacking, why not make it worth your while? I could not think of a better snack at 3 PM on a 6-hour day of driving, personally. Upon leaving Cracker Barrel in the hoity-toity outskirts of Birmingham, we whiled away an hour by quizzing one another on state capitals. The most difficult ones include but are not limited to:

--North Dakota
--Maine
--New Hampshire
--West Virginia
--Washington
--Montana

Then, a continuation of our listen of "I am America, and so can you" by Steven Colbert. Hysterical, but one can only take so much--it's exhausting. Try it sometime. And after our snack of you-know-what and a super-depressing stop at a Hattiesburg, Mississippi gas station, we arrived in Slidell, LA, just northeast of New Orleans.



Slightly depressing, but we had a delicious spinach salad and class of wine at Applebee's. And we'll be on the way tomorrow, our last day on the road!!! Houston, here we come!