I got an email this week from a person with the unlikely name of Ruchelle. First of all, what's that about? But more on point she was writing because she had overheard me saying in conversation that one of my favorite things about the four hour road trip from the Bad Place to Las Vegas, Nevada is the opportunity to stop at the Dairy Queen in Barstow for a Blizzard.
I've made that drive dozens of times over the years and it's just the perfect halfway stop to get out, stretch your legs, buy gas, get your delicious ice cream treat on, and shop for deals at the attached Pilot truck stop. You can buy everything from CB radios, to country music cassettes, to "Trucker By Choice, American By Birth" T-shirts there. Plus they have bathrooms (and showers!), a Western Union office, and plenty of parking with easy on and off access from Interstate 10.
Or do they? Ruchelle writes, "We came back from Vegas and we were going to stop there like we always do and we saw that it was gone!!!!! We are outraged! We loved stopping by that Dairy Queen."
I replied, "What?? Are you sure? In Barstow attached to the Pilot station?"
Ruchelle (if that even is her name), "Yes!! Now it is just an empty lot. I am hoping they will bring it back. Here is the address. I tried to Google it but they have a old picture still on there.
DAIRY QUEEN BRAZIER / FUEL CENTER
2591 Commerce Pkwy
Barstow, CA 92311-9568"
Look, I know I could look up the number and just call the truck stop to confirm this awful news but it's too painful a thing to learn over the phone. I still haven't fully stopped mourning the loss of the famous Bun Boy restaurant down the Interstate in Baker, California.
So I am throwing it open to you readers who have passed through Barstow more recently than I have. Is Ruchelle on the dope? Does she sit on a Throne of Lies? Or is it all true? Dairy Queen R.I.P.?