going to the NASCAR restaurant with my mom and brother was like going to the sons of the confederates’ meeting with my dad…..both very inappropriate and very funny. But when my mom replied in her most serious poker voice, “NASCAR,” when we asked where we should go eat, we had no choice but to go to NASCAR. While neither venue had much to offer vegetarians, I have to say the NASCAR restaurant was more annoying because of the sensory and noise overload. Every table has a tv in addition to the 3 or 4 huge tv screens and many more smaller ones on the wall. I asked our waiter how many tvs there were and he said he had no idea but at least more than thirty. He is a high school teacher and is not interested in NASCAR but he said it was a good enough summer job and he could change the channels on the tvs at his tables and watch other sports when he wanted to.
About the author paige green
Paige Green is a documentary and portrait photographer, whose storytelling approach to photography frequently addresses issues involving agriculture, land use, and food. Her work is featured in nine books and has been published in Glamour, National Geographic Traveler, New York Times Magazine, Conde Nast Traveler, GQ, Country Living, House Beautiful, and Culture. Paige lives in Petaluma, CA with a house full of boys.
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My Brain On War… (And FREE Photo Shoot for those who match my donation to relief efforts in Ukraine)
When the World Feels Upside Down… Together We Can (plus: bonus photo of me in middle school)