I am one lazy blogger today. Maybe Grace’s interview was so delightful (it was) I decided to leave it up, or maybe I’m in a fog because my daughter – who I swore just turned eight – heads off to junior high tomorrow. Most people remember at least one happy thing about school daze – until you say the words junior high. It appears almost universal that no one wishes to revisit this age, including me. Would I go back to rubber-banded braces, gym class shame and super-sized Kotex? I don’t think so.
So. Today, instead of a bright happy recipe with lots of steps, let’s just cool it down by gazing at a nice, frosty limeade.
There. That’s better. Oh Winstead‘s limeade, how you soothe. Topped with eye-popping sherbet and neon maraschinos, they’ve been spritzing up limeades at this Kansas City favorite since 1940. There is only one thing better than a Winstead’s limeade…
…a Winstead’s limeade with a Winstead’s burger.
Dab your eyes and wipe the keyboards, Kansas Citians and KC ex-pats – I just caught you drooling out there.
Tomorrow, we’ll go back to the kitchen. That is, after she-who-knows-all, she who got a fancy haircut and has laid out the outfit already, sprints from the car and into junior hell high. Better her than us, eh?
Oh, man, this looks soooo good. I might even go back to Jr Hi for one day if this was my reward. (But one day only!!)
My son starts 8th grade next week, returning to an overcrowded, out-of-date building without air conditioning where the district is so short on funds that there will be no more busing and he’ll have to walk two miles home each day. Hard to get excited about that. Poor kid.
Hope your daughter’s first day is a good one! -Julia
That looks FANTASTIC. How in the world did I miss Winstead’s before I left out here? I think I have some required dining next time we’re in KC (which will be, oh, round about Christmas).
I may have to buy limes tomorrow. Seriously. And sugar. And, is that made with soda water? Sparkly fizzy goodness? Dear dear me.
Just what I needed, another excuse to go to the Reading Terminal Market tomorrow.
Oh, and congrats to Josie. I hope jr. high for her is much much better than it was for me.
I liked Junior High. It was 11/12th that I didn’t like so much…
Can I have a burger? Pretty please?
Yum!
(so I should expect the phone lines to be a constant buzz tomorrow telling all of the ‘first day’ facts? Locker trivia, what classes, who do I already know, what guy is cute, who wore what, it’s too hot to have gym outdoors, we’re having a dance, we’re having assemblies, what the school colors are………)
Nope. Nothing about junior high has changed.
aww, man. as soon as you said winstead’s i thought, mmm, burger…and then you had to go and call me out on the drooling…sheesh.
Shhhh! We’re supposed to encourage Josie that junior high is going to be fine! We can’t set her up for defeat on the first day!
Besides, she may well be one of the cool kids. Not like the rest of us nerds.
And to my great shame, I never took my wonderful wife to Winstead’s. I flog myself.
Good luck to Josie on the first day of junior high! Not wanting to traumatize her, I won’t share any of my own jr. high stories. =)Winstead’s is great! Now I’m craving a chocolate malt. Extra malt please.
Winstead’s. As much as I do love them, I would trade one Winstead’s for one Trader Joe’s. I digress.
oh my-junior high-moves by too quickly-glad you stopped and had a burger…yum!
i haven’t had lime sherbet in ages, and i used to love that stuff! that does it, i’m picking some up on my next grocery run.
and i love the fact that your daughter has already laid out her outfit. i totally did that.
I have a daughter about to enter 5th grade, and it’s the same thing with the clothes and the hair – she even wants to start using deodorant and training bras (though she’s still pretty far away from needing either). That limeade looks so good – if I’m ever in KC I’ll definitely be hitting Winstead’s!
MMmmmm…. Winsteads!
And the sherbert’s a nice touch.
And good luck, Josie! You might want to think about figuring out a way to skip 8th grade entirely like some folks.
I have a four-year old daughter, and any reminder that she’s growing up moves me to tears. So this is why I find myself crying as I read your blog. You should see me at weddings; I’m an absolute wreck. Anyway, thanks for sharing. This has inspired me to pickup my daughter from daycare early today, so that at we can share an icy-cold treat somewhere. After all, I won’t be able to do this someday. Soon she’ll be in junior high and too cool to hang with her dad.
You are so Right!
Nothing beats Winsteads…cheeseburger and a limeade…..but then there’s the Winsteads malt…..rich and thick, oh my…look what you started, lol
Update: Josie had a great first day of junior high – she knows everything and I know nothing. The end.
Now, back to looking at that limeade…and also dreaming of a double with cheese. I really should post pictures of the “Special Malt,” too. Mmm.