A few months ago I paid my first visit to Bobbie’s Dairy Dip. It had been on my list of places to visit since I moved here four years ago, and it was rather embarrassing that I hadn’t made it there, given that it’s not that far from where I spend most of my time. My sister read about it on a blog and I think she was rather shocked that I had never been there.
So my friends Liza and Paul remedied the situation and we went there for dinner one night.
It’s exactly what a drive-in should be. Except that you couldn’t drive in. Is that a necessity for a drive-in? Hm.
Nothing particularly fancy, just good burgers and soft serve. At least that’s what I chose to eat:
(Sorry for the lack of focus in these pictures. I was using my phone.)
Sure- how about some soft serve dipped in chocolate?
Or, if you have a hankering for something different… how about dipped in peanut butter?
It was pretty delicious.
(But no, I didn’t get cast in a Taylor Swift music video while I was there.)
Growing up we had a place back home called Budgie’s (also called a drive-in even though you couldn’t actually drive-in. I sense a pattern here?), and Bobbie’s reminded me a lot of that. Don’t go here if you want some gourmet hamburger or some fancy-pants gelato. But if you want a true American experience, straight out of Happy Days? This is your place.