I am such a country girl.
After a busy week of internship duties, driving here-there-everywhere, and feeling ultimately sleep-deprived, tonight was exactly what the doctor ordered.
Icecream. Old red barns. Thousands of people laughing, talking, having a grand ol’ time. Country music intermingling with oldies over the loud speakers. A perfect night. 😀
And everything is brought together into one big pocket known as Kimball’s Icecream.
If you’ve never been to Kimball’s, you simply must. It’s worth the drive, for both the icecream and the entertainment.
Tonight they were hosting a car show. People from all over—all different states and towns—drove their old cars in for people to look at.
Note the volkswaggen bus in the back right…ahhh!!! Too cute.
There was time for eating, browsing, laughing, chatting, sitting.
I found my dream car. Obviously. How cute is this little thing?
Although I also would have been happy with this little orange British car. Just sayin’.
Dad’s choice. 😀
Anyways, this is a food blog, so I only feel right sharing all the wonderful eats that are to be had at Kimballs.
Dad ordered a large plate of fried shrimp, scallops, clams, haddock and fries with a side of coleslaw.
He shared with the entire table, and I snagged a shrimp, a clam (because this is literally the only way I will ever eat a clam—sad, but true) and a piece of deliciously tender haddock.
Let’s be honest. Everything tastes good when it’s fried. But I’m actually super picky about fried food. It can’t taste greasy, and the food inside the crispy coating should still taste fresh. I hate it when you feel as if the food just wasn’t fresh any more, so they decided to fry it so that nobody would notice day-old food being reused. Am I the only person who has ever considered this?
Anyways, this was perfect. No sogginess. Not over the top salty. Not greasy. Just melt in your mouth delicious.
But I limited myself to just a few bites. I wasn’t here for the “food,” per say.
Kimballs is known for its icecream. For their over the top portion sizes, for the creaminess of each bite and for the simple fact that they will never jip you on the fillings.
I ordered one of my favorite flavors: a “baby-sized” vanilla peanut butter cup.
It was such a fun filled day. The only thing that could have improved it would have been if they had grounds for dancing. Line dancing? Swing dancing?
Nicole and I immediately fixed this by making up our own dance floor on the front lawn, doing the 50’s twist. Because when you’re this happy and when there’s music going, it’s impossible not to dance. Impossible!
Question: What is your favorite type of car, old or new? My favorite oldie is the volkswaggen bus.