It began with the age old question – what to have for dinner. I suggested chicken, but\u2026from where?\u00a0 Maybe Canes, but Jim didn\u2019t want to go all the way to Cuyahoga Falls for dinner. He decided to check the internet for suggestions.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I got ready to go while he was doing that and he narrowed it down to a few places – we eventually decided on KFC.\u00a0 While he was getting ready, I asked where<\/em> there was a KFC and, a little puzzled, he asked me to look it up on my phone since he\u2019d been looking at the menu and not the address.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThe closest one is in Cuyahoga Falls,\u201d I said and he sighed – but I followed up with \u201cGoogle says it\u2019s only 5 miles away,\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cReally?\u201d he said, \u201cSeems like it would be farther than that, but I guess if we go through the valley\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n He trailed off as we put our coats on and we headed out the door. I did a search on the GPS and found the location – though the address number was maybe different than what I had remembered from google. It should be fine, right?<\/p>\n\n\n\n We headed down to Market street and the GPS took us to a couple of side streets before putting us on Sand Run road – though she pronounced it SANDRUNROAD.\u00a0 A little odd since you can get on Sand Run right from Market, but I commented that she\u2019s gotten me out of some rough situations and I like to indulge her occasionally.<\/p>\n\n\n\n We went down Sand Run for a bit and then suddenly – with no warning we knew of – the road was closed. It was open to \u201clocal traffic\u201d, but we had no way of knowing how far that would get us. The only option was to turn right. <\/p>\n\n\n\n The GPS recalculated quietly and kept trying to get us to turn around and head back to Sand Run. We kept looking for a spot to turn left and get back on track, but it\u2019s the valley and there aren\u2019t many options. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Eventually, the GPS decided we weren\u2019t going to turn around and plotted a new route going forward. There was a lot of \u201cturn left in .5 miles\u201d and then \u201cturn right in 300 feet\u201d. Our \u201c5 miles from home trip for chicken\u201d seemed to take a lot longer – though we didn\u2019t keep track. <\/p>\n\n\n\n At one point we had to make a left turn and then quickly get over into the right lane to make the next turn. The car in front just drifted on over – I quickly checked behind me, then gunned it to make it over as well.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDid you cut that guy off?\u201d JIm asked. \u201cNo,\u201d I replied, \u201cI looked, there was plenty of room,\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIn other words, you did cut that guy off, but we\u2019ll let it go because you\u2019re hungry,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Finally, we were in the valley and on more familiar ground as we made our way to Cuyahoga Falls and finally State street. I joked that we could just go to Donato\u2019s and get pizza, but Jim insisted that we\u2019d come all this way and we were damn well going to get chicken. <\/p>\n\n\n\n And then, KFC wasn\u2019t there. The GPS was clear, but the building was closed and dark. Flustered, we kept going a bit while I looked for a place to turn around or at least stop and get our bearings – and it was suddenly up ahead. <\/p>\n\n\n\n They had moved to a new and better location – hence the discrepancy on the address – and we pulled in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n We both got the chicken tender meals with fries and biscuit – buffalo sauce for me and honey for Jim. \u00a0 We ate our meals and joked about the strange trip for our simple meal.\u00a0 The chicken and fries were really good and Jim ordered a Chicken Pot Pie to go for lunch tomorrow.\u00a0 As we got in the car to go I asked, warily, <\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSo, how do you want to handle this?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWe\u2019ll just follow her back and if she has us turn on Sand Run, we\u2019ll just go down the next road,\u201d JIm replied.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And then off we went.\u00a0 We back-tracked part of the way and then the GPS had us turn right on Sand Run Parkway<\/em>.\u00a0 To the left, it was Road Closed.\u00a0 We speculated that we might have been able to get through after all, but we were both a bit turned around.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Neither of us spoke as we headed up the completely dark and deserted road – hoping the way through would work, but also irritated at how much time we had lost getting there if it was open far enough. <\/p>\n\n\n\n We rounded a corner and went up a slight hill and I had just enough time to see the sign \u201cFord impassable when\u2026\u201d and thought, \u201cwhat if you aren\u2019t driving a Ford?\u201d when we suddenly drove through a stream that was running across the road.<\/p>\n\n\n\n There was some loud and colorful swearing involved – mostly me – but we made it through unscathed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Slightly shaken, we continued on through the dark until we reached an intersection.\u00a0 Left was SANDRUNROAD – but it was closed.\u00a0 So, that answered the question. A right turn would take us further from home. <\/p>\n\n\n\n We went straight on through and the GPS quickly found a new route – which had us back on familiar streets again and home in no time. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Hell of a trip just to get chicken tenders. Remind me to tell you about the time we tried to go to Tom and Chee and it was closed forever.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It was good chicken, though. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" It began with the age old question – what to have for dinner. I suggested chicken, but\u2026from where?\u00a0 Maybe Canes, but Jim didn\u2019t want to go all the way to Cuyahoga Falls for dinner. 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