Before moving to Nebraska, we had friends already living here. In fact, they were born here, but their family had moved to California a looonnng time ago. As things happen, they moved back to Nebraska, one by one. I guess you could call them replanted natives.
Anyway, my wife was best friends with one of those natives and talked to her often, much to the delight of the phone companies. What in the world they can find to talk about at least thirteen times a day I have no clue. However, one of the things batted back and forth is the subject of eating out, as in mostly you can't in the town I now call home. Oh, there are places to eat, one of which closes at 2:00 pm. And another isn't open for breakfast, another has homemade doughnuts on the one morning a week that they open before lunch. The doughnuts are good, by the way. We also have one franchised eating establishment, Subway. This town is not without amenities. But no Chinese restaurant run by real Chinese, or anyone else for that matter. So what to do when one has a hankering for Chinese food?
In one or more of the many phone calls, our friend, my wife's best friend, says that she is going to KANSAS for Chinese! What?! My wife says that her friend must be crazy to go to another state for Chinese food. I concur.
Now I live in Nebraska. That nice little town in Kansas is only 32 miles south of where we live; and the Chinese food is good there. I do prefer, though, the Chinese food in Nebraska, even if it is 38 miles north of where we live. But, they have a Wal-Mart next door, and Sonic, McDonald's, Taco Bell, and KFC within a 5-minute walk. That's if you are in the mood for fast food, that is. So sometimes we go clear to another state for Chinese food. Don't ask how far we go for Mexican food. Nebraska--Less People, Less Stress
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