From Denver, we made the long drive to Kansas. One of my favorite moments of the drive is when you first cross over from one state to the next, it’s called Kanarado. Now that’s creativity!!
We made it all the way to Junction City, where we got a surprisingly nice and clean room at a Holiday Inn Express. The humidity in Kansas was pretty stifling, but we were excited to have a Cracker Barrel just across the way.
If you haven’t been to a Cracker Barrel, it’s lard infused, sweet creamery butter drenched, cheesy, salty, gravy soaked goodness. And to top it off, it’s cheap and they have a really cute gift shop.
My sister first introduced me to C.B.’s when she lived in Colorado, and the highlight is their cheesy hashbrown potato casserole. And to my delight, they serve breakfast all day, so I ordered myself up a nice artery clogging Oldtimer’s Breakfast – two eggs overeasy, grits, biscuits and gravy, hashbrown casserole and thick sliced applewood smoked bacon. Not a low sodium, low fat, low cholesterol item on my plate, which is the smart thing to do when you’re embarking on a sedentary adventure of driving 400 miles in a day.
After that, we went to Wal-Mart to pick up a few essentials and do a sociological observation of the Junction City locals, who, by and large, seemed like a group of people eager to escape the confines of a town too small to offer them a whole lot in the way of excitement. At least that’s what I thought until we made our way to the parking lot and saw a man yelling at his wife with a golf club over his head, threatening to strike at any moment, just one row over from us. Perhaps we should have stepped in, as altruistic citizens of these United States, but since we had the kiddos in tow, we got everyone buckled up at lightning speed and high-tailed it back to the Holiday Inn, realizing life was much more exciting in Junction City, Kansas than we originally thought.
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