Last week Mark rolled up with a post about Rax Restaurant, and how he wondered if anybody remembered them, and if they even still existed. Well, Dave did a little digging and discovered one (of 11 left!) in the little town of Joliet, only an hour away from Chicago! So, we had planned on meeting up on Saturday, and Dave and I decided to surprise Mark with a road trip to Rax. I roll up to Dave’s apartment Saturday afternoon, and Dave greets me with a, “Bad news… Mark forgot”. Strike one for the Rax surprise; I go home to nap away the rainy Saturday afternoon. We step up to the plate the next day, and the 3 of us… JUST the 3 of us (we can make it if we try! {i know it’s 2; but this blog is mine!}) hop out onto the highway down to Joliet. And lemme tell you, Mark has NO idea what we’re doing or where we’re going, so we tell him we’re going to do a photo shoot in an abandoned train car. Then, we tell him we’re going bury him alive where no one will ever find him. We have SO MUCH FUN TOGETHER!!! AnyRax, running out of excuses and distracting conversation, Mark begins to get a bit suspicious. So, Dave has to pistol-whip him, and knock him out. Not really; fortunately it didn’t come to that because we finally roll up on the Maginificent Rax Restaurant! Sounds of Joy are heard from the big, bearded kid in the back seat. We win! Oh, and we took some pictures…
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Alright…I’m going to need everyone’s help here, and by everyone I mean anyone who happens to be reading this blog (I’m talking to you Mr. White Curvy from Abu Dhabi).
Has anyone out there ever had a memory that is so distant and so dim that you almost feel as though you might have made it up? A memory so vague that you need to share it with friends who might…possibly…have that same memory, and might…possibly…be able to flesh out the details that are, for whatever reason, escaping you? Anyone? Bueller? Surely someone has heard that sweet reply of ”You’re SO right. Crystal Pepsi DID taste weird”, or even “No doubt! The Peanut Butter Solution was one messed up kids’ movie”. Well…I had one of those memories bubble up to the surface today:
I sort of remember a fast food restaurant chain called Rax from my childhood. I remember that they had roast beef sandwiches. And…the kicker…I remember that they had these plastic, alligator-shaped, sippy-cups. That’s what I remember. Now…I know that I’m not totally crazy because I found this image online that verifies that Rax is legit. But…when I (enthusiastically) brought it up at work today, nobody had heard of Rax, no one remembered that they had roast beef sandwiches, and when I brought up the alligator sippy-cup everyone looked at me like I was crazy. Soooooooo…does anyone out there…anyone at all…remember a fast food chain called Rax with roast beef sandwiches and alligator sippy-cups? Please help me out here. I need to share this memory with someone
Awwww…I just sounded kind of sweet there. Or maybe kind of creepy. Anywho.
