This has to be one of my fave little finds on a road trip.
And I do love to road trip. Just not so much lately. House needs paintin’.
And now that the duct cleaners and the plumber have come and gone and the virus of a 100 days (only a little hyperbole) has left the building, I can get back to it. Wahoo.
Let’s travel back in time this morning.
Let’s take a road trip.
Back in the Land of Lincoln…
Meanwhile, back in the Land of Lincoln.
Just over the Indiana border.
Past the Village of St. Joseph.
If you hit Champaign/Urbana, you’ve gone too far.
Out in the corn and soybean fields sits the Dairy Barn in Sidney, Illinois. Population about 1200.
Let me just say right up front I’ve never been a big fan of soft serve.
Actually, ice cream isn’t my dessert of choice.
After a visit to LOL Sister in September, I have to amend that statement.
I’ve never been a big fan of soft serve, but I’m a big fan of the lemon soft serve I had at Sidney Dairy Barn.
We hit this place just before noon. It wasn’t even open yet. We waited.
Soft serve for lunch. Who’s with me?
I understand there is always a line of an evening during the season. As in, the place is hopping.
I looked at the board. It was Saturday. The featured flavor for the week was lemon. Worked for me.
Because I love lemon. Lemonade. Lemon tart. Lemon meringue pie. Lemon squares. Lemon chicken. As a kid, I used to suck on lemons sprinkled with salt. Freak girl.
Staff opened the window promptly at noon, and I placed my order. We all had lemon. I ordered the small, but thought about ordering the kiddie cone. Two tongue-swipes in and I wished I had ordered the equivalent of a venti or trenta. You Starbuck folk know what I’m talking about.
It was the best soft serve I have ever had. Somewhere between ice cream and custard. Soft and smooth. Lemon, but not tart. That lemon had been mellowed out. It was in the zone. Mellow, baby. And just a hint of sweet. Even the cone had a flavor, and it wasn’t the cardboard flavor I’m accustomed to. It was a little vanilla here, a touch of I-have-no-idea there.
How I managed not to get a shot of this lemon deliciousness, I do
notknow. It was gone before I could even whip my not-so-smart-phone out of my back pocket. Licks fingers. Smacks lips.
Seriously cute. I need that cow. There is a nice, empty space in my office over the garage just waiting for that cow. If that cow goes missing, Sidney Dairy Barn, it wasn’t me. I swears.
Could I please have a ride in this Moo Mobile? Please, with lemon soft serve on it?
And that’s how we’re rolling this Throwback Thursday.