The daily Nebraskan. ([Lincoln, Neb.) 1901-current, April 30, 1987, Page Page 8, Image 8
Daily Nebraskan Thursday, April 30, 1987 Page 8 he fa.mil c o ca c to PICKLES NEW DOWNTOWN STORE NOW OPEN AT 17th & P i '1 fs . . . with savings on these titles: STRONG PERSUADER FEATURING SMOKIN GUN AND RIGHT NE XT DOOR (BECAUSE Of ME ?)A ;J! OPERA SAUVAGE CONTAINS HVMNE AS HEARO ON TV I ENf ANT FROM THE MOVIE THE VEAROf LIVING DANGEROUSLY THE HOUSE OF BLUE LIGHT FEATURING BAD ATTITUDE . CALL OF THE WILO , "THE UNWRITTEN LAW t ' MITZIOUPREE p 'cassette . $6.37 ip cassette . . .... $6.97 Ipcassette . $6.97 . . . and these and thousands of others just . MoonvHiriis V ... f 11 Pp' r- J Ipcassette ::: .:.:. 11 .,.. ." RECORDS TAPES COMPACT DISCS In Lincoln In Omaha . 17th P-Downtown 237 S 70th - Esquire Plaza 3814 Normal Blvd 138th &Q (Millard Plaza) 8027 Dodge Iks Esil Cc:f thts Ca Srb $12.41 PRICES GOOD THROUGH SUNDAY AT ALL PICKLES STORES By Chris h The Zesto was one block that way. King's was three blocks the other way. When I was between the ages of 5 and 10, these two chain restaurants in Columbus pretty much defined the borders of my world. These days, Columbus is a fast food patch. There's a pre fab fran chise squatting on literally every block along Highway 30 and High way 81. Columbus is an industrial town, but you don't ever smell the residue from theBehlen's orBecton Dickenson plants on the outskirts of town. It's not that the pollution isn't there, it's just drowned out by the smell of frying grease. It was different when my family moved there in 1966. Then, you could literally count the fast-food joints on one hand. There was Dairy Queen, A & W, King's and the Zesto. King's and the Zesto had influen ces on my development so deep that they're hard to gauge now. certainly my memories of these two estab lishments are clearer than any mem ories of elementary school. When Mom worked late, Dad would take me to King's for dinner; when Dad was out of town Mom and I would go there for lunch. This was what the yuppies call "quality time" with parents. At King's Mom and Dad and I were as close as we ever let ourselves get. By the time I was 6 or 7 I was begging Mom and Dad to let me use the nifty telephones that you ordered on. And they let me order for the whole family. My first taste of social responsibility. But the Zesto was private. Par ents were not allowed. The Zesto was for me and my friends, before I even started school I was begging dimes for ice cream cones. I always got a twist, chocolate and vanilla mysteriously swirled together. Later on, after I was old enough to take care of myself for a couple of hours, my folks would give me a couple of bucks if they were going out to dinner, and I could go to the Zesto and order any meal I wanted. I'd study the menu for 10 to 15 min utes, mentally adding up how I could get full value out of every penny. All gone now, of course. The Zesto has been purged. I think there's a drive-thru bank there now. Echoes of King's still remain. Last time I went home somebody was still operating a restaurant with the King's atmosphere and much of the King's menu preserved, but it's called something else now. I've lived in Lincoln for three ft ; fl; i h' v l r n Doug CarrollDiversions