Tuesday was built around the 8 1/2 hour drive from Denver to Kansas City. No offense to our flatland friends . . . there wasn’t a whole lot of excitement heading east on Hwy 70. Because the scenery was one endless stretch of soy bean field, we found a way to make our own fun. Belting out Toby Keith tunes, laughing out loud to the stand-up comedy of Jim Gaffagan and Josh Bleu, and narrating the people and cars whizzing past in somewhat of a distorted Southern accent gave us the energy needed to muscle through.
One fun fact is how the people of Russell took to my milk allergy request. After filling up with gas, we headed across the street to fill up our tummies with a little Sonic love’n. While I am not a fan of slushies (of which Sonic has 25 different flavors) my heart did skip a beat at the sight of a Caramel Java Chiller. Prior to confirming my selection, I asked the faceless intercom worker if the Caramel Java Chiller contained any milk. After two follow-up questions confirming my desire NOT to have milk in the Chiller, the faceless wonder said “ok” and provided us with the total.
It should come as no surprise the sheer delight I felt as the Sonic worker handed us the goods. A quick look into my Chiller and anyone could see the vortex of milk that frothed from within. After reiterating that we were hoping for a Chiller without milk, the worker promptly responded, “Oh, there’s no milk. Just ice cream and whipped cream.”
Perhaps, in the tiny town of Russell, ice cream and whipped cream comes not from cows but from milk-free trucks.