Last weekend, I went to see Annie. We ate some good food and some mediocre food and saw some live music and went to some open houses and toured her work spot and watched 3:10 to Yuma (don't waste your money. They should have shot Russell Crowe in the first 20 minutes and saved us a lot of time.) We also drove the Enchanted Highway. Some guy built these giant metal statue things along some road that runs south off I-94 down to Regent, where the road ends. Nothing was open in Regent the day we were there, so alas, nothing from the gift shop. Remember to click on the pictures to see a larger view.
Here's Teddy Roosevelt on a horse.
Some grasshoppers.
Fisherman's Dream, which is the most recently built one and not on the EH website.
The first one, Farm Family.
Some leaping deer.
Giant damn pheasants. While we drove this and other roads out there, these male pheasants, which there were about a zillion of alongside the road, were flying around.
After we did the Enchanted Highway, we stopped in Mott for a beer at George's Office where the bartendress, upon being asked if she thought that 5-7 inches of snow forecast was for real, said "Well, it's prom night in Mott, so something bad's bound to happen." Cue the creepy music.
The mediocre food was at Roby's steak house and The Walrus. While indeed the steak at Roby's was delicious in a kind of over-marinated way, the rest of the meal was straight out of Ponderosa and I don't mean where Pa and the boys lived and Hop Sing cooked. Iceberg with 5 croutons, baked potato, whitebread roll, steamed veg out of a bag. The Walrus was one of those places, as Annie said, has too many different kinds of food on the menu so you know they don't do any of them well. We split a big portabello chicken salad and some artichoke dip which of course did not hold a candle to the same at Conor O'Neil's in Ann Arbor. I gotta get their recipe for that.
However, at the Bistro, I had a giant burger and fries which were delicious although there were so many good things on the menu you'd think I woulda ordered something more exotic. Annnie had seared Ahi tuna on greens surrounded by myriad fruits.
Her duplex is spacious and modern. In a subdivision on the north side of town. They have a great system of walking trails there which we walked on near the Missouri river under wide blue skies. The scenery outside of town reminds me of a cowboy movie, all rolling arid spaciousness with hardly any residences, just some giant hay farms and cattle ranches.
We went to the Civic Center on Saturday night to see a couple of local blues bands, one of which, Zuzu, had a woman singer who was outstanding, belting out some Janis and some Susan Tedeschi. The headliner was Bryan Lee from New Orleans who was great and had this fabulous red-headed guitar player who could play the blues in many forms, slide, etc. Bryan Lee is credited with discovering Kenny Wayne Shepherd.
Tuesday I had to go to a dinner for work so I've been tuckered out and missing going to the gym. Went today for Turbo Kick. More later, time for a radio show.
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