Would that it were so simple.
There is a restaurant at St. Louis Union Station simply called The Soda Fountain. It serves kid-pleasing, bad nutrition food, cheeseburgers, hot dogs, mac and cheese, curly fries, etc. The big draw is outrageous, huge ice cream concoctions. The one my son ordered for the table, called The King, was too much for the four of us. No one felt quarrelsome when we left.
Low on material so a bit of filler. This is part of the facade of a restaurant called The Soda Fountain at St. Louis Union Station. My grand kids go wild about the over-the-top ice cream desserts. But if you want a Manhattan instead of a side of fries, you're good. Want a shot of rum in your sundae? They got you covered.
LOTS of photo ops coming up here. Mrs. C and I are going to the annual orchid show at the botanical garden today. Our surprisingly big Mardi Gras parade is Saturday. As always, I'll be there.
Back in The Lou. Son Andy and granddaughter Audrey came down from Michigan for the weekend. Ellie, 10, and Audrey, 8, couldn't be closer. We spent much of Sunday at St. Louis Union Station. It hasn't had trains for years. These days it is a nice hotel and entertainment center. After some fun that we will come to later, we had lunch at at a place simply called The Soda Fountain. It has bad diner food and outrageous desserts (some with alcohol, if that's of interest). The two girls could barely finish this between them.
