Enough Coleslaw On Hot Dogs. On To Tennessee.
Heading away from states that end with “-ginia"--Okay, okay, we get it. We’ve read your comments and I promise we're heading farther afield. You will not see the word “Virginia” or “West Virginia” here for a while (but we'll be back in the Washington area later in the summer).
We are on our way to Tennessee.
If you know of stories that should be told from there – people or places or things that have been transformed by the recession – let us know. You can comment or email. Also, please toss us ideas for restaurants, hotels and haunts. As you can tell, our standards aren’t too high. (Michael and I ate at Sheetz more than a few times during our first week on the road. I had doubted a gas station could make a decent sandwich and so I guess he was intent on proving me wrong. Again. And again. And, yes, sadly, again. For the record, he was right. Still, a person can, and should, only indulge in so many “Shmiscuitz” and “Saladz.")
As far as the comments, please keep them coming. We are learning from them. Most people, it seems, do not like their hot dogs with coleslaw (although I’m guessing America’s obesity problem has to do with more than condiment choice). We also heard from Joey Ostling, whom we met standing in the middle of the road, looking for gas money and a prayer. Turns out, he did eat the Arby’s sandwich.
Finally, in case you missed it, Mike Riggs at Washington City Paper had a few nice comments about the blog. More from the road starting Monday.
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