Since I live in the “north” I don’t get to enjoy Hardee’s.  I have heard that they used to be everywhere but they died off up here.  The entire trip those I were riding with were always on the look out for Hardee’s signs.  They were determined to eat Hardee’s for breakfast.

Sure enough about 7am we stopped at a Hardee’s for breakfast.  I over heard them saying they were in Heaven.  I didn’t think we were in Heaven because we still hadn’t made it through Alabama.

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