I’m happy to have Tio Wally (long-time Me So Hungry reader) aboard to send in his eating adventures from across America. Here he is in McPherson, Kansas.
Greetings from McPherson, Kansas
N 38° 22.1632’ W 097° 37.6354’ Elev. 1499 ft.
This post was originally going to be about Mi Pueblo<https://www.google.com/maps/place/Mi+Pueblo+Mexican+Restaurantfirstname.lastname@example.org,-89.031426,548m/data=!3m2!1e3!4b1!4m2!3m1!1s0x0:0xf72b4a05130f01db?hl=en>, a Mexican restaurant in Mississippi I dumbed into one night. The food was so good that I went again, this time during the day, and discovered the most awesome lunch buffet I’ve ever experienced.
But this post is not about Mi Pueblo because of a message I received en route on the Qualcomm® that read: WE ARE GRILLIN COME AND EAT. The message was from my dispatcher who knew I was coming to our distribution center for a load.
These new Drayage Dudes are a little different from what Skippy and I are used to. Other companies might barbecue but they don’t invite the hoi polloi. On the contrary, the others all but put up Keep Out signs and post armed guards to make sure there are no misunderstandings.
So we went, and discovered they had barbecued chicken, hamburgers, hot dogs and other assorted sausages, plus macaroni and potato salads, an assortment of chips, some sort of formerly hot potato dish (that must’ve been good as it was all but gone), and a formerly hot dish of mixed squashes.
Squash but no baked beans? In Mississippi? Go figure. Like I said, this be a slightly different breed of Drayage Dudes. I had a couple of hot dogs — the Mississippians had no fresh sliced white onion for them, the sinners! — some macaroni salad and some squash.
The squash was unbelievable, even at room temperature. I don’t know who made it or how (I tried to find out but the cook remained a mystery) but it was some of the best squash I’ve ever had. Although it was a bit mushy, which I don’t mind at all, it had a sort of sweet taste that I couldn’t identify. It was probably a splash of some juice or something, or maybe just sugar. I don’t know. I sure wish I did, though, because them Cucurbitas were goo-ood.
Then this post was going to be a Freddy’s Steakburgers. But I didn’t think I would be able to get here (to my secret parking spot) before they closed; it turned out they were still open when I got here.
So I stopped on the way and got a 12” Roast Beef sandwich ($5.99) from a Casey’s, this one in Tonkawa, Oklahoma.
I’ve written before about how great Casey’s sandwiches are. And the Roast Beef is really, really great. Moreover, if you’re nice and the sandwich maker is not hopelessly anal retentive, they’ll put a little extra meat on it.
For the longest time I would have them make half the sandwich with Cheddar cheese, lettuce, tomato, mustard and mayo, and the other half with just barbecue sauce — they have great barbecue sauce. This time I just went with the former.
For some reason this turned out to be one of the best Roast Beef sandwiches I’d ever had from Casey’s. Along with a handful of Lay’s Classic potato chips and a Kern’s Banana-Pineapple Nectar this turned out to be quite a mini-picnic.
It’s strange how things just seem to work out sometimes.
And so we roll.
Tio Wally pilots the 75-foot, 40-ton(max) land yacht SS Me So Hungry. He reports on road food from around the country whenever parking and InterTube connections permit.