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July 15, 2006
Number one reason I almost crapped myself in NJ
Where I grew up, it was called the "Texas Stopsign." A town might not have a McD or BKing, but they always had a Dairy Queen. I loved the foot long chili dogs, the hamburgers, and the desserts. Especially the Peanut Buster Parfait. Hot fudge, peanuts, soft serve ice cream. It is a diabetic coma in a cup.
I was down at the beach town of Cape May last weekend, and I discovered they had a Dairy Queen. I was so excited, but I really should have planned better. Everyone else had eaten lunch, but I hadn't eaten in hours. I ordered a chili dog and a Peanut Buster Parfait. Everyone also ordered a dessert, and it was really cute, because our friend J. had never eaten at DQ before.
I have to say that the hot dog lasted for a delicious 5 seconds. I seriously wolfed it down. I then attacked the parfait, getting down to the quease inducing final layer of fudgy wrongness at the bottom.
By the time we got back to the beachhouse, my stomach was staging a coup. I guess I didn't realize that my DQ immune system had not had a booster shot in some time, and I was going to pay the price- for the rest of the day.
Of course I still want another. Fortunately/unfortunately for me, there are no DQ's in NYC. I'm already dreaming of another roadtrip.
Posted by G at July 15, 2006 06:23 PM
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We would be forced every summer to visit Seagraves, TX. The only restaurant in the town was the Dixie Dog. My Aunt and Uncle would gleefully break the news to us that "tonight, we get to go to the Dixie Dog". We were soooo not excited. We got there one year and they could barely contain their excitement that now there was a Dairy Queen.
Dairy Queen was our traveling treat. We didn't have them in Arkansas. I just last week treated my sons to their first dipped cone on the way to Houston. They were impressed.
B
Posted by: Stepsis at July 15, 2006 07:19 PM
The Dairy Queens around the Baltimore area are awful. The ice cream and hot fudge always taste stale. I get heartburn every time I eat something from there. I'm so bummed about it because I love Dairy Queen!
Posted by: Bubala at July 15, 2006 09:54 PM
DON'T GIVE INTO TEMPTATION! FIGHT IT! FIGHT!!!
Ahhh, who am I kiddin', go on 'n' eat 'til your sweet tooth becomes rotten. You'll then have a sweet gum hole where your sweet tooth used to be.
Posted by: Doug at July 16, 2006 04:20 AM
You've been up here in Canada. DQ's are everywhere.
I know this is sacrilege, but I prefer their burgers to any of their ice cream treats. They're the closest to a true barbecue burger of any fast food joint. (Remember when they used to call them "braizier burgers"?)
Posted by: Jim (The Canuck One) at July 16, 2006 05:42 AM
little known fact: my first job was at a dairy queen in farwell, tx. the sad part? it's not the worst job i've ever had.
Posted by: Brian Nesbitt at July 16, 2006 10:43 AM
When I lived in eastern Montana we would drive 40 miles just to go to the Dairy Queen in North Dakota for a Blizzard.
Posted by: homer at July 16, 2006 12:05 PM
"quease inducing?" Whatever that means it sounds so wrong that it must be right.
Posted by: Luke at July 16, 2006 02:25 PM
At the moment, I can live without the ice cream (despite the heat here), but I suddenly feel like making chili dogs for dinner! :-)
Posted by: Jess at July 16, 2006 03:31 PM
Don't even waste time with the other options. Only the Peanut Buster Parfait will do the trick.
Posted by: GayProf at July 16, 2006 05:33 PM
They actually have one in the Tysons Corner Center mall food court believe it or not...
Posted by: TOS at July 16, 2006 10:29 PM
I think when I was a kid, DQ actually served real food...
I'm not sure what's in the "product" today...
Ya know?
Posted by: Mr. HK at July 17, 2006 11:36 AM
I used to work at the largest Dairy Queen in Wisconsin, managed by Jim Jones' cousin.
I was banished to the Braizer (grill) area because I could not master the art of the tiered soft-serve cone. They let me make Blizzards though.
Posted by: jimbo at July 17, 2006 11:59 AM
There's a Dairy Queen right down the street, but I haven't had one of those parfaits in probably 20 years.
Come to the Midwest and I'll introduce you to a Culver's Custard Concrete. It's an oral orgasm if there ever was one!
Posted by: Scott at July 17, 2006 01:14 PM
Yankee boy here, but living in KY. The DQ's here in the middle of the state are high-end. I"m talking natural slate tiles on floor and walls, original framed art, mood lighting. And they are called "DQ Grill and Chill" now. I'd never eaten at one before. I didn't know they served burgers.
For queasy-inducing goodness, try the Awful Awful at Newport Creamery in Rhode Island. Don't eat for a few hours before hand.
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Drink Three, get one Free!
What do you call a Gay Milk Man? Dairy Queen!
Posted by: Red at July 17, 2006 02:08 PM
^ HEEHEE!!!
Posted by: Doug at July 18, 2006 02:05 AM
Sadly, where I grew up we only had the pale imitation of a DQ, called Dairy CREAM.
True story!
Posted by: Joe.My.God. at July 18, 2006 09:41 AM
Mmmmmm...Dilly Bar!
Posted by: Andy at July 18, 2006 02:20 PM
Copy Cat Recipies!
A Copy Cat Recipie For Dairy Queen Ice Cream
Whole milk - 4 cups
Sugar - 2 cups
2 envelopes Knox gelatine
Cold water - 1/2 cup
Vanilla extract - 2 tsp
Salt - 1/2 tsp
Cream - 3 cups
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Soak the gelatine in cold water.
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Heat the milk just enough, so not to boil it. Remove from heat, and add gelatine, sugar, vanilla, and salt.
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Pour into ice cream maker, and follow manufacturer directions.
Posted by: Tony at July 24, 2006 03:00 PM
No joke, I live one minute away from a DQ, so it's hard not to pass by for a sweet treat.
It's like God is taunting me to get really fat. Damn him.
Posted by: Steven. at July 31, 2006 01:18 AM