2/01/2010

A Piece of My Childhood Died...

Right now, in The Capital City, we have somewhere around four or five malls. But when I was growing up (or at least for the purposes of this post), we only had two. Out of those two, the mall that was closest to me was Dutch Square Mall.

Dutch Square was the coolest mall ever for a kid. Sure, it had your stores that your mom drug you into: Belk, Hallmark, and Burlington Coat Factory (which I was totally disappointed to find out was not, in fact, an actual factory with conveyor belts that made coats). But it also had the greatest stores in the history of awesome: The Barrel of Fun and Cromer's Peanuts. Now, to put this in perspective, The Barrel of Fun was an arcade that you entered through a giant barrel!!! And Cromer's was a store in which you could buy everything from popcorn to snow cones to party supplies to magic tricks. But that wasn't even the best part. In the back of the store, THEY HAD MONKEYS!!! Real, honest to goodness monkeys. Every time I was forced to go try on clothes, which I hated, I was rewarded with a trip to see the monkeys. Well, a trip to see the monkeys and to Chick-Fil-A.

For as along as I can remember, Dutch Square has had a Chick-Fil-A. I mean to say, I don't ever remember living, and Chick-Fil-A not being there.

And now it's gone...

About a month and a half ago, I went to a Saturday morning movie (as is my custom when I'm not working) and stopped by when it was over. There was a sign up that said "due to our imminent closure we won't be able to offer some products". So I asked, and sure enough, their closure was imminent. But I had no idea how imminent...

When I returned a week later, this is what I found...

Empty...

And I know it may sound a little crazy, but I was actually and genuinely sad! Not necessarily at the loss of delicious chicken (because they built a free-standing Chick-Fil-A just outside of the mall), but at the loss of something I remembered loving as a kid.

As a kid, I remember going there with my family. As a teen, I remember going with my friends. And as an adult, I've gone with my brother. But I won't be going anymore. Mega frown.

I'm not sure who first said the old saying "you can't go home". But I if the "home" they're referring to was the Chick-Fil-A in Dutch Square, then I guess they were right.

Now, who wants to go eat...

2 comments:

Jessica said...

That's sooooo sad. I had no idea that it had closed. That makes me want to go finish up all the leftover wine from my miniparty Fri night...

Unknown said...

I lived in Irmo between 1975 to 1980 and remember the barrel of fun and the monkeys. Living in Chicagoland I still preach the gospel of Chick fil a, but I don't believe if I have ever told a soul about the monkeys.