The Chill Zone Frozen Yogurt – Bernalillo, New Mexico
Returning to the United States in 1985 after my first year in England, there were two things that surprised me. The first was the difficulty of getting used to driving on the “Yank” side of the road again. Driving on the “wrong” side had required a high state of alertness and conscious thought until it had become a habit. Expecting to transition easily upon my return to the fruited plain, my concentration waned until I found myself driving toward several cars on their side of the street (talk about road rage). The second surprise was the sheer volume of frozen yogurt shops in Chicago and Las Vegas where I spent three weeks before returning to England. Frozen yogurt was no…