You'd think that at Bob Evans Restaurant, the quintessential highway-food grease-trap, they would know where Arkansas really is, but apparently not. This little jewel was part of the kid's pack ("please use these waxy, not-so-great crayons and botched map to keep your little monsters occupied so the lead waitress with the bad dye-job doesn't throttle them or "accidently" drop coffee in your lap. Thank you.") and escaped the notice of my little travelers. They were eating nine pounds of pancakes at the time, ahem.

I bet they'd blame it on China or somesuch.

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