I had fun writing this story. I was feeling homesick and when I mean homesick, I’m not talking about family, I’m talking about food. Don’t worry my mom and dad know this. They don’t hold it against me (well most of the time they don’t). In fact they’re often excited when I come out for a visit because it means the whole lot of us all cram together in the car and drive for miles to hit those wonderful hamburger/Mexican/fast food places.