I swear when I was 4 my mom took me to a restaurant called Chartroose Caboose.
My Mom: I don't remember that place. I don't think I ever took you there.
Me: You did.
My Older Sister: Alissa we never went out to eat when we were little. She didn't take you there.
Me: I'm a few years younger than you are. I remember going there. Maybe you were in school.
My Older Sister: You didn't go there.
Me Thinking: Don't question my memory! I have a freaking great long term memory! My short term memory isn't as good. That's part of why I typically do not so well on tests.
Further investigation showed that there is a Chartroose Caboose in Overland Park, Kansas. There was one in Omaha, Nebraska in the 80s. We were near Overland Park on Father's Day.
I told Travis, "How about I pick where we go on Father's Day, and you can pick were we go for my Birthday?" So it was a deal.
My only regret is getting the kids adult meals when they had $1 kids meals on Sundays. I totally missed that until after I ordered.
When I was a kid I remembered sitting in a plastic caboose to eat. Of course this was a different building and a different time. They didn't have that. They did have cool trains here and there though.
The food was freaking good!
Do you remember all the way back to the time you were 4?
I remember bits of preschool, breaking my collar bone on the metal poll of our swing set and not being able to reach up, having a sling, having a strawberry patch. My mom forgot about the strawberry patch too. Having a jean dress with a strawberry on it. Having knickerbockers.
