Sprawl Land

Last week I was a temporary resident of Sprawl Land= Big box stores clustered together near the interstate. It was kind of a shock to the system after enjoying the textures of rural Southwestern Ohio. These blobs of concrete and obnoxious lighting jar the senses. I am sure even the persistent white tail deer aren't even tempted by the shrubbery around the chain hotels.

During the week my coworkers and I traveled up and down the interstate 75 to sample some of the local fare. Unfortunately we only managed to eat at one truly local restaurant, the Red Onion in Monroe. The other meals were at upscale chain restaurants. The wait staff at these corporate establishments parrot scripts cooked up by some MBA school grad. The food was good, but Sysco reins supreme.

I fortunately was only a temporary resident of Sprawl Land, and turned east on Friday back toward Appalachia.