Day 48- All Good Things Must Come to an End

Howdy!


    Well boo...its the last official day of Spring Break...lame! It has flown by ever so quickly. So quickly that I forgot to finish my reading assignment for school...oops! Looks like I will be last second cramming yikes! Oh well I'm not too worried about it. But enough of my complaints! I present to you my last spring break memory- (For now if I somehow remember something of worth it will definitely be posted here)

Memory #48

                So this spring break memory is going to be a tad different than the others I have mentioned so far. I have no idea why but sometime during and before this wonderful little trip both Sam and I (primarily Sam) became obsessed with eating at Cracker Barrel...It was a very short obsession meaning that it fizzled out real quick but its worth mentioning because just on the spring break trip alone we ate there four times. Take that in. The trip itself was four-five days. We ate there almost once a day. Whenever we were traveling on the big boy streets, Sam would eventually pipe up with the usual "Mom, I'm hungry." And almost magically a sign would appear relaying the good news, "Cracker Barrel Next Exit". You best believe my mom was going to take that exit. (Mainly because hungry Sam is a cranky Sam)

            The thing I remember most about going to Cracker Barrel was how my mom and I ordered food. We almost always got a similar thing, usually breakfast items. The food item that is my absolute most favorite is the potato casserole thing. Oh my lawd, that thing is to die for! Slightly obsessed, not even embarrassed to admit that. Though whatever I got on that trip did not come with that and either did my mom's meal. So we always ordered a side of it to share. No matter what we got. Even if we ordered a hamburger and we would still have ordered it. Obsessed people. My mom and I did that a lot. A lot of the times our taste buds were fairly the same and somehow there would always be two different plates that we couldn't decide on. So we'd get both and just share. That's one of the things I miss the most on a daily.

In case you were wondering- Sam got the chicken fried steak every single time we went there. Without gravy obviously.

Love Always,

Erin