This past Friday I was out running errands in the sweltering summer heat about an hour from home . . . and an hour from delicious, ice cold, homemade sweet tea.
Now, I knew what the answer was going to be. You see, I live in an area of the country that is a barren wasteland when it comes to sweet tea, so finding an establishment in my area that serves sweet tea is like pecking for a needle in a haystack.
But this Friday I thought I’d ask anyway, hoping to be pleasantly surprised.
The reason I’m sharing this story is because of the conversation I had with the order taker on the other side of the drive-thru…
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