Sunday, May 19, 2013

Oh So Good




Long before we knew that some of our favorite comfort foods were not really all that comforting we were a happy people.  We blissful ate at our local drive in and indulged in such horrible things as hand dipped corn dogs deep fried in GREASE which was saved and used over and over again.  Sides like onion rings and French fries, also cooked in that same grease accompanied the dog.  All the fat contained in this delicious combo was washed down with a thick chocolate shake. 

 
Sometimes you just have to relive the days of ignorance and marvel at how blissfully uncomplicated life was.  If it tasted good we ate it with no guilt or calorie counter.  Many of our memories are associated with food.  As a child going to the drive in for a hamburger, fries and coke was a special treat.  The 50's introduced us to the fast food.  You pulled into the parking lot and walked to the window to order and waited while everything was freshly cooked.  You sat outside at a table or ate in your car.  When I was in Jr. High my friends an I walked to the Jumbo Drive Inn with a dollar and ordered a 50 cent hamburger, 25 cent coke and a small order of fries also 25 cents.  What a treat.
 
We had no idea we were eating unhealthy fat depositing food.  The trip for hamburgers was not a daily or even weekly experience.  It was a special treat with days and weeks passing before the next grease surge.  We had no idea we were eating junk food.  There was no quilt associated with consuming onion rings, a shake, chocolate sundae, or hamburger; only joy and satisfaction.
 
Occasionally it is good to resurrect the fond memories of drive in food; to just eat it because you want it and because it tastes darn good.  Evidently others feel that way too because when we visit the Fanci Freeze in Boise we stand in line to order.  During the winter we eat outside in a large heated tent, and in warm weather we sit at outside tables with umbrellas.  There has to be something about the over used grease that feeds the soul and calls us back because Fanci Freeze  has served comfort food since 1947. I figure several times a year I can visit and eat whatever I want.  No quilt, remorse or calorie counting is allowed to come along and spoil the experience. Just give me a hand full of napkins and I am a happy camper.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Yum!