Past Opinion Articles
Article for the week of 8/21/05
Home Sweet Iowa?
By, Erin Allen.
If someone had told me a few years ago that I would move to Iowa one
day, I believe my response would be, “Why?” Well, for the last two weeks
my husband and I have made Iowa our address. My first reaction on driving
into the state was favorable. It reminded me a lot of my hometown in Texas.
There were rolling hills and small wooded areas and rivers and corn fields
– LOTS of cornfields. Having lived in Lubbock, Texas, easily the flattest
place on earth, for the last 3 years, the hills were a welcome change.
Then disaster struck. We had a craving for Mexican food our first week,
and headed out for a nearby restaurant advertising “authentic Mexican
food.” In keeping with the example set by The Mouse that Roared, the Mexicans
should declare war on the US for daring to insult their cultural cuisine
in such a vile manner. I began to lose hope when we ordered drinks. “Dr.
Pepper,” I said. “Sorry, we only have Pepsi products,” she responded.
What kind of backwater uncultured place have I moved to? NO Dr. Pepper?
Then came the food. I smiled and held my tongue for fear of being overheard,
but as soon as we cleared the front doors I began to lament the loss of
one of my favorite food genres. I’ve since recovered, though my husband
and I are frequently disturbed by the inability to obtain Dr. Pepper in
most dining establishments.
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