It depends on where you are.
We were out, and I was hungry for a good hamburger, so we stopped at a Dairy Queen. Dairy Queen in Texas is one of the better sit-down restaurants. Their hamburgers are really big and really good. I’d rather order by number because the one I like the best is called a Beltbuster. Who wants to order a Beltbuster?
So we pulled over to the Dairy Queen in Detroit Lakes, Minnesota. We were in luck. The hamburgers didn’t have names. They had numbers. I ordered a number 2; the double cheeseburger. That’s the one I like. Judy specified no mayo. No problem. It was no problem because what I got was two little meat patties, on two little buns, with nothing but a couple pickles on it. The cheese was Velveeta. Not quite what my stomach had in mind. Reality in Minnesota is not the same as reality in Texas.
Judy was in the grocery, at the deli counter. She noticed something unusual; Popcorn Salad. She inquired about it. Yes, it is made with real popcorn. We never heard of any Popcorn Salad before, but know what? The girl behind the counter didn’t know there was anyone who had never heard of Popcorn Salad before. We didn’t know it was real. She didn’t know it was regional.
Got our annual Minnesota Parks Pass and moved from the KOA, fifteen miles down the road, to Buffalo River State Park.
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