Crinkly's Good Ole American Family Road Trip Day 1: On the road to Chi-town (8/27/15)

We wake up around 4am to get the car packed and get on the road. Drive through the day, stopping to get gas and lunch before stopping for the night in Sikeson, MO. We check into our hotel (Best Western) and relax a little bit before we head out for dinner. We head to Lambert's, the place that is known for its  throwed rolls. Yes they are known for throwing rolls across their restaurant.

Rural America. Definitely has its fair share of beauty.

About to go have some rolls thrown at us. Cant wait :)

We pull up to the place and it is a old western looking wood building with American flags draped in the front. We walk inside and its just a place stuck in old American times; It is one of those places that if you were to take a foreigner for their first visit, they would exclaim “This is exactly what I thought of when I envisioned America!”. Lots of old relics lining the periphery and old saloon music being played by a cute old lady on the piano. We get seated, and as we walk to our seats, we observe the circus that we have just walked into: a man throwing rolls across a giant room with almost pinpoint accuracy (it was actually pretty impressive the guy's range and accuracy), servers walking around with shared sides in giant vats (fried okra, macaroni and tomatoes?, etc.), and a clientele that makes you worry about the health of Americans in the near future. We sit down order our drinks, which come out in liter mugs, and then proceed to order our food. Having been out of the country for a while, it has been a while since I had one of my southern comfort food staples, chicken friend steak, so I got that while my parents got a ribeye and a pork steak. When my dad ordered the pork steak it made me chuckle as I was envisioning the scene from that Its Always Sunny episode where Charlie keeps trying to order a milk steak; I digress. We get our food, and their dishes come served in a skillet; literally these were steel skillets with handles and everything and they were not small – at least a foot wide. We had some rolls thrown our way and they are deceptively dense; I almost dropped mine as I underestimated the weight of these things. Food was good but my cornbread was pretty bland (which was disappointing as I was looking forward to that as much as the CFS). Today I also remembered one of the reasons I love being a southerner/Texan; the people. Seeing the cordial people with their thick southern accents interacting with each other in such a warm manner makes me immensely happy. After stuffing our faces with some southern grub, we head back to the hotel room where we all get to bed relatively early for my standards (~1030pm).