Dixieland

I am headed back to Alabama this week. This means that I won't be posting much late next week into the following week. It also means that I should think of some things I want to do while in the heart of Dixie. (In case you wonder, there is a full explanation of which states are considered Dixie states here and why Winn-Dixie is named such.)

I first began my search with a trip to the Tuscaloosa County homepage. This page is the epitome of my impression of Alabama. A mediocre picture of the new stadium at University of Alabama at Tuscaloosa and one simple click to probate records. I guess being dead is more important than being alive in a place that I would want to kill myself anyway. I suspect this is what public education and poverty will buy you in Alabama!

Let's begin with the food, shall we?

Bob Sykes is supposed to be one of the best. Just look at those decadent photos and tell me I am wrong. I double dog dare you.

I will not be going back here. My friend's Huntsville born and raised ex-boyfriend told me about this place. The place was a big time meh. Given my disappointment, I wrote him back to share my concerns with his suggestion. He pings me back to say that he was there in December and it's gone downhill. OK, here's a question -- then why did you recommend I go there? Seriously, I have too many drunken fools in my life.


This could be entertaining.

I'd really like to go here and on to Chattanooga for some fun. I have never been to TN and I'd be up for seeing Chattanooga such as Rock City Gardens and Ruby Falls.

If I am a real good girl, I might be able to talk a certain someone into returning here. While I was not bowled over by the red velvet cake, those hush puppies will keep me coming back for years.

Maybe something Jewish. I know that a Purim party is in my future and thankfully, I do not have to dress as Queen Esther.

If I wanted to be self hating, I could take a tour of the Mercedes Benz factory. Where people are forced to work in German sweat camps for the top salaries in the area. I think I will skip Mercauschwitz.

I will be too early for this. Too bad, because I would like a row job t-shirt. La. La. (I have to say, the website is lovely with some beautiful photos. Double La. La.)

I will stand in the schoolhouse door.

I may purchase this book in Alabama, if I can find it, for ACB's Mom. Since she is famous for her sewing and was in the paper and on the news yesterday.

I am very much looking forward to returning to Alabama next week. Despite the lack of things to do for this big city girl, the individual that I am going to see is what makes the trip worth it. more...