My friend, “Kim from the Palace”, and I went to Pretty Boy Floyd’s for dinner last night. She had never been there so I was pleased to expose her to an evening of good fun, food and drink. I made it down and up the stairs one more time and pondered each riser with effort. As luck would have it, Mark, Pretty Boy’s owner, assured me he’ll haul me back up to the alley one way or another if I need help. Good food and drink lure me down, but I need a lift for the trip back up. They are “easy” stairs but from the bottom of the flight they remind me of the Great Wall of China. I once climbed the west wall close enough to the top of the world to view Mongolia so you’d think these stairs wouldn’t be intimidating, but they are. Rest assured, the effort it takes to enjoy the pleasures of the Ellsworth underground is worth it.
The place was packed, as I understand it is every weekend…Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights. Congratulations to Mark and Josie for creating such an interesting atmosphere and maintaining a consistently wonderful presentation of delicious meals to assure its success. Their reservation calendar is filling with holiday parties and even includes a huge busload of people coming from the west coast for a meal and tour, which is exciting. That will be a busload of outside money to help the local economy. That’s the best kind of economic development.
Pretty Boy Floyd’s salmon is particularly good and I usually order it with their signature salad as a dinner. My friend, Kim, had a rib eye steak, onion strings, carrots/corn/green beans and fruit salad. She was very pleased with her dinner as well. I know they serve dessert but I’ve never been tempted after finishing a meal. Maybe some day I’ll just order Tito’s and dessert for my meal. Age entitles one to such pleasures.
My Kansas City niece, Ann, her husband, and other relatives from Hutchinson just stopped by for a quick visit, lunch and a turkey tour. I have very neat relatives and love it when they stop by for a chat. Ann saw Ally’s turkeys last spring when they were young chicks so she wanted to take another look to see what a ton of food every other day does to their growth pattern. They are getting to be impressive looking birds and approaching the dimensions suitable for Thanksgiving fare.
Ringo is over-guarding the house. He barks every time someone approaches the house from the highway so this weekend he’s in a state of constant anxiety and barking. Our neighbor’s eldest son is being married and there is lots of activity in and around their house. Poor Ringo. Maybe tomorrow he can take a break from his watch dog duties.
Voila! Todd is here to mow my yard. He does such a good job with it. His dad is smiling on him.
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