how many times before it's a tradition?

When I was younger, and we went to St. George from Salt Lake for vacations, we always stopped in Fillmore to eat fried chicken and potato wedges. Back when they had one gas station with the bathrooms outside, and us girls would freeze while the men breezed in and out. Adam and I have stopped for fried chicken a time or two, but it's not really our thing. So we have started stopping in Santaquin at the Red Barn on our St. George trips, and it is wonderful! (Adam and Lily sharing some squeaky cheese - Jackson and I were in the car playing and eating ice cream)

All of the yummy taste tests, fresh pressed apple juice, little spoons of *Aggie* ice cream - the kids love it, and we let them stretch out a bit. It is the perfect little rest for them, we fill up the car with gas, and we haven't had to make a second stop since.

So much nicer than screaming!