Flying with Sonic Power
Now this may sound like the silliest thing just about ever, but when I head out to Louis Armstrong International Airport, away from rich Creole, awesome French, loaded po' boys, and delicious Vietnamese, I get a little excited. Not about flying -- personally, I love to travel, but hate the actual moving part -- but about fast food chain Sonic -- America's Drive In.
Sonic Burger (as so often misnomered by people who come from areas where the chain doesn't exist) has made itself a national craving, regardless of whether there are local locations or not. I remember salivating over commercials of luscious smoothies and tumbling tater tots back in New York, and I was thrilled when I realized that there were quite a few of them down here in New Orleans.
A novel, retro fast-food concept, at normal highway-side Sonics, you drive up to a parking spot and order into the mic in the mounted menu. Your server will come out with your food and deliver it to your door, big onion rings, large burgers in foil bags, and hot dogs stinking up your interior with the delightful smell of grease. Yummm. :)
Obviously, that's not the case with our airport Sonic, since if you tried to drive up to the terminal locations, that'd be the least of your problems. But the all-day breakfast options are still there, the customizable slushes, and the huge sandwiches, ready to feed your mass media-induced craving.