![]() In those times, I danced and sang in the rain with three of my best friends. Everyone would park their cars one after the other and congregate to gossip and figure out what the plans entailed for the night. Again, my order stayed the same.Īs a high schooler, Sonic became the go-to hang out spot for pretty much everyone I knew. When I got a little bit older one was built within walking distance of our house my friends and I would ride our bikes there nearly every day and just hang out, order slushies or flurries (a mixture between a slushie and a milkshake…amazing) and unapologetically eat loads of greasy food. I’d always order the same thing: a sweet and savory corn dog and either cheddar bites or crispy tater tots smothered in cheese and then dunked in ketchup. It felt like a special little treat when we’d drive over there, order our food and contently eat in the car. I remember getting downright giddy when my Dad would take me to the Sonic that was all the way across town (or at least I thought it was when I was a kid, in reality it was only about a mile or two away). If you don’t have one in your town or city, it’s meant to act as an old school drive in, equipped with an intercom ordering system, bubbly carhops on roller skates, and old-fashioned burgers and milkshakes. You know those nostalgic places that just bring you back to a certain moment in time? I have a few of them, but the one in particular that pertains to today’s recipe is good old Sonic Drive-In.
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