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One More From the Road

This season I went on four road trips, and from this quartet of excursions I was able to generate 32 blog posts.

Well, let’s make it 33. That’s a good number, associated as it is with Rolling Rock, the longest professional baseball game ever played, and what will soon be my age (Where does the time go?)

My latest trip, Maryland-centric in nature, unfortunately yielded very little time in which to explore the area. For whatever reason, I was forever playing catch-up. But after attending the Hagerstown Suns game on September 1, I did get the chance to check out a spot recommended by reader Bruce Voge: Krumpe’s Do-Nuts.

This out-of-the-way little spot is only open from 7 p.m. to 2 a.m., and is located right off of this most appropriately-named side street.

Inside, there is barely room for more than four customers at a time. The majority of the space is dedicated to donut-making (or do-nut-making, as it were).

And excellent donuts they were, serving as holesome late-night blog and article-writing fuel.

The next day, while driving out of Hagerstown and towards yet another hotel room (this one in Annapolis),  I spotted the following establishment.

Being a Pennsylvania native who grew up relatively close to Dutch country, I couldn’t help but stop in. The place was filled with sights such as the following:

A Dutch Oven

In addition to bread there was a fine assortment of cheeses, meats, pickles, and hand-crafted what-have-yous; it would truly be an asset to live near such an establishment. But I have been spoiled in the past by multiple visits to Philadelphia’s Reading Terminal as well as Allentown’s Farmer’s Market, so my standards for this sort of thing are very high. The strip-mall location and anodyne atmosphere were enough to make this visit a short one, so I picked up some hot garlic pickles and sour cream and onion pretzels and went on my way.

About an hour later, after vigilantly scouring every road sign for establishments that looked independent in nature, I ended up here.

The Barbara Fritchie Restaurant, a most aesthetically appealing eatery named after a Civil War heroine who was immortalized in a rousing poem by John Greenleaf Whittier. The iconic candy stick sign references a bygone confectioner who used to operate in the area, under the name of Barbara Fritchie Chocolates.

My photos of the inside are, unfortunately, not blog quality (and that’s really saying something). But click HERE for more on this establishment.

My 2011 travels ended in Delmarva, and I already wrote a fairly epic blog post about that experience. But before visiting the stadium I was treated to lunch at the unassuming and eminently tasty Back Street Grill.

If you’re ever in Salisbury, MD and are a fan of big sandwiches and excellently-cooked french fries, then by all means stop by. And on your way home, don’t forget to take in the idyllic campus of Salisbury University…

located a proverbial stone’s throw from the #1 team-branded water tower in all of Minor League Baseball.

When it comes to road trip content, that is really and truly all she wrote. Except for some swag pics, of course. There are always swag pics.

But I’ll save those for another day. For it is officially the offseason now, and I need all the content I can get. Please send some my way.

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