Hello there… remember me?
Have been giving the FaceBook cognoscenti a quick update here and there,
but have not had time to get into the blogosphere for the rest of you…. And, I only have a few minutes here as I need
to DFD for our final supper in Wisconsin before pointing the MOMSTER back
toward Maryland tomorrow.
I believe we left you with a wonderful meal in Lexington
Kentucky and the journey to FOJTY’s digs in Cape Girardeau. The reason for little time behind the
keyboard is (and these will be future editions of the feeder in varying amounts
of detail:
Lovely steak dinner prepared by FOJTY and his green egg
Meeting our Grand Dog Stanley
A very nice outing at the Farmer’s Market in Cape
A meeting with our Grandson at Mr. Wizards Custer stand in
Richmond Heights, MO
A VERY interesting dinner with the FOJTE’s at Prasino in St.
Charles (wait till you hear this!)
A lovely visit to Chandler Hill Vineyard near Augusta
(including lunch and … wine, and …. Wine)
A charming picnic supper on the recently renovated Patio of
FOJTE
A visit to the National Czech and Slovak Museum and Library
in Cedar Rapids, IA (where in MFO excited the head librarian with items from
the SMC Historical Society that she can transfer)
Driving the back roads of northern Iowa and Southwestern
Wisconsin to La Crosse/Onalaska
Helping MFO’s Sister with developing her future home “in the
Country” in rural Wisconsin
A restful cocktail/appetizer session at Waterfront in La
Crosse
More work with MFOS
Preparing to have a nice dinner tonight
Other than that, not much to do. Oh, I will do a quick Foodie bit. Today among our errands we decided to get
lunch from Culver’s a local (now rapidly spreading) traditional hamburger
place, home of the Butter Burger. Yes, a
chain, but where else can you order Cheese Curds? One small note, this is what you are
confronted with when you walk in the door
and are almost
immediately greeted with: “Welcome to Culver’s what would you like?”. They are so efficient that lines are non-existent
and "you’re up". I suppose that regulars
might be ready but can you decipher the phenomenal blast of information? Plus,
they don’t have a meal number system so you can bail and say….. Uh, number three. So after conspicuously standing in the back
ground you finally step up to order your Butter Burger.
“would you like that in a value basket?”
Uh, I guess so. Whew. Nope… what side would you like with that? (choice of about 6) or maybe from the premium
sides (where you get the cheese curds).
Completely humbled at this point, if you’re not taking away they give
you a little plastic tent with a number and you go sit down.
On the plus side, the food is brought to your table by very
pleasant servers, shirts are tucked in, they don’t shamble, they give you eye
contact and ask if there is anything else they can give you. The place is spotlessly clean, the food is
hot and kicks Mickey Dee’s behind in quality.
And finally although I sometimes rail at the Face Book
posters with their incessant postings of puppies and kitties, I can’t help but
present (ta daaaa) our Grand Dog
Stanley!
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