Getting closer. The final day of our honeymoon started awfully early in the morning. We got up and got going because we wanted to go apartment hunting in Kalamazoo. Since it was still a four hour drive from Indianapolis to Kalamazoo, we got on the road early.
Around South Bend, we started getting hungry. All week we had been saying we needed to top at a Chick-fil-A for lunch. We hadn’t up until this point and South Bend was probably going to be our last chance. J took out the GPS to see if there was one close and there just so happened to be one right near our next turn
Let me backtrack a little bit with the whole Chick-fil-A thing. For whatever reason, a couple guys I used to work with loved the place. There was one location in Bloomington, IL on the campus of Illinois State University in one of the resident hall dining rooms. We had a recent college grad working with us who lived in Bloomington and periodically, she would treat the guys to Chick-fil-A. I never got it. It’s like Sonic to me. It looked, smelled, and tasted like fast food.
We stopped at the Chick-fil-A on South Michigan Street near the interchange for US-20. The building looked new. It was really nice looking and the inside was clean and new looking as well. We got there just as they were starting to serve lunch which is what we were looking for anyway.
Both of us ordered the chicken strip meal with 4 chicken strips, fries and a drink. It cost us a little over $12 for the two meals and in typical fast food fashion, we waited at the counter for our food to come up.
We took a seat in the dining room after grabbing our strips. The chicken was good, but it was different as well. There was a wierd taste to it that I can’t put my finger on. It wasn’t a bad wierd, just different. J wasn’t wild about it, so I got a couple of her strips. The fries were good fast food waffle fries and helped fill us up.
We both left Chick-fil-A with the opinion that it’s a lot like Sonic. They tease you so much with commercials and ad campaigns that you THINK it’s the greatest place on Earth. It’s good, but I don’t see how people crave it. I would definitely eat there again, but I’m not going to drive hours to find one.
…and so ends the honeymoon road trip…thanks for playing along…