So – I am an Iowa girl – which most people think means I’m a farm girl. Well I’m not. I grew up “in town” – granted – it was only a town of 3000 people with a Maid Rite, a Caseys (I do miss their pizza) and a flashing red signal light – but it was town… . . . → Read More: The Food Hussy!: Road Trip: East Fork Campground