Saturday, July 01, 2006

Top 5 food stops when in Mishawaka

I just got back from a shopping trip to Mishawaka. Bought some mini trampolines for camp and two pairs of sandals. I hate shopping. It ranks somewhere between Funerals and Jr. High Overnighters on my "favorite things" to attend list. But, being from the raging metropolis of Nappanee, the trip to Mishawaka brings an opportunity to enjoy some delicacies that are not present at home. Here's my top 5 to grab:

5. The Strawberry Julius - I don't think it says it in the Bible, but I'm pretty sure hell will have a big parking lot, Spencer Gifts, kiosks selling hair extensions & cell phone covers, and 42 brand name clothing stores. Not a fan of the mall. But there is a light that shines in that darkness. I had a Strawberry Julius today in an effort to make it through the mall. But Jimmy, the obviously undertrained employee gave me a non-icy Julius. I had to leave the mall.

4. Taquito - The 7-eleven treat. Is it a taco? Is it a burrito? Is it a deep fried double-bypass in the making? Give me two Buffalo Chicken to go, and I don't care what it is. Every time I bite into one, it's like there's a party in my mouth and everyone is invited.

3. Famous Dave's - This one's a little trickier for me to enjoy. Most of my trips to Mishawaka tend to be by myself (Janelle and I have learned that going shopping together is not the best thing for our marriage). I'm not a big fan of doing the sit-down restaurant by myself. This is why I'm grateful for Jason Miller, and the various students at Bethel College. Rib Tips are great there, and then I can take my leftovers home, make a little macaroni and cheese, and it's almost a better meal than there.

2. Coldstone Creamery - Oh yeah. If you haven't yet. Go right now. Drop everything and go. Seriously, why are you still reading this? Go.

1. Slurpee - You know manna in the Bible? Some say the English translation is "What is it?" I say the English translation is "Slurpee." That's right two 7-eleven delicacies make the list. That's what happens when you live in Nappanee.

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