Restrooms were clean, and despite looking, I didn't see a single DQ-dressed employee turning tricks. Â Not that I expected to (perhaps a matter of folks perceiving what they expect to see?). Â
Yes, a number of truckers parked across the way, but the CHiPpies don't really want 'em taking their off-road time on the shoulder, so options aren't plentiful in the middle of nowhere. Â
Since someone wasn't acting proper, didn't dive into the place for an ice cream, though secretly was looking forward to doing so. Â Darn kid.
Holy shit. Where do we start?
After reading the reviews we had to see what all the fuss was about. After a quick Sunday visit we can confirm the following:
1. This place is in fact nasty, ghetto, shit.
2. Â The workers most definitely hate civilization.
3. Â This place is crawling with people on a Sunday afternoon so if you stop to piss, you will be waiting.
A few things we'd like to add:
1. Go to the walk up window so that you can have the window slammed in your face as they deliver your order to you piece by piece, sans straws.
2. Â Be leery of the freaky "private property" that shares its parking lot with the DQ. Â After watching numerous (like at least 5-6) young girls wearing DQ uniforms come out of the "house", we're convinced that this establishment is either a) a DQ worker factory/half way house b) a rape house c) some crazy DQ cult d) all of the above. Local Ludlow Authorities: next time there's an Amber Alert in the area, it might be a good idea to check this joint out. Just sayin...
Other than that, the blizzards really were thick and chunky, and the fries were just ok. And we would have also appreciated some free dipping sauce to "cover up the suck".
One quick suggestion to the management. Not that you to need to advertise since this place is always jumpin, but we think you should consider a billboard ad on I-40 that reads "DQ LUDLOW - don't go for the food. Go for the experience." Â
You're welcome.
LSJ