Susie’s Corn Pole
LAZ wrote:Do try Susie's corn pole, a cheese-stuffed, batter-dipped, deep-fried Polish sausage on a stick! (It's on the appetizer list.)
I’ve driven past Susie’s Drive Thru a couple billion times over my life and never stopped in – I’m not sure why, perhaps because the place looks kinda dumpy. I was a bit shocked that some trusty LTH’er had yet to post a picture of the Corn Pole and decided to remedy the situation. It took a bit of doing to unlock B’s hands from the Wiimote, but I promised her we would not be looking for cicadas, this time.
Arriving at the site, B remarked that the place looked “lopsided” and I agreed, but in a fun-house sort of way.
Looking at the ginormous list of shake flavors, B exclaimed that she was in heaven. I wondered what baboon tastes like? Ordering the Corn Pole earned nary a snicker.
I was expecting it to be larger, but it was really about the size of any other corndog. Interesting enough, it was served with a Dijon mustard instead of the standard yellow. Noting that the stick spells out its name, I surmised that it was not an in-house made product, but I could be wrong.
Biting into it, the processed cheese started to ooze. I really didn’t detect anything “polishey” about the sausage – it tasted pretty much like a good hotdog. The batter coating has a nice crisp exterior. Mmm, pretty good!
On my third bite, melted cheese squirted out across the table in a majestic arc, landing on B’s bare arm. She jumped up and screamed in pain and surprise. Then she started running around shouting: “I’ve been injured by a Corn Pole. Get this deadly, molten, Corn Pole cheese off me! Get my lawyer on the cell!” I reminded myself to limit her TV time and enroll her in a drama class. Driving home, she repeatedly read aloud a lost dog sign, emphasizing the description of the “fluffy shitzu.”
Well, despite the non-fatal injury and potty mouth, we will return to sample some of those wacky shakes. Certaintly the Confused Chicken seems promising.
Oh yeah, and beware of slow kids.