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Sweet Adventure While visiting with family in Sacramento, we had a donut adventure.  It was the last day of our visit with "the kids" and their families. We needed something sweet and special before checking out of the Airbnb. It was a Sunday morning and our son Scott suggested a walk to Marie's.  Scott pushed the stroller, with 3-month-old Nora. Nora's cousin Charlie took the lead, heading off on the sidewalk. The weather was lovely and the walk along Freeport Blvd was entertaining. A few dog walkers greeted us.  The dogs were fun, but not as entertaining as the bold turkey strutting down the center of Freeport Blvd. Freeport Bakery I spotted a colorful building with flowers first.  Then I noticed the neon wedding cake and the words Freeport Bakery.  Nope, not our donut shop. Marie's was just past the bakery. Early on Sunday The line wasn't bad at 8:30 am. Evidently the little family-run shop gets big crowds on weekends.  Marie's is listed #17 on Yelp's 2023 Top 100 Donut Shops of USA. Smells and Colors Heavenly donut smells filled the parking lot on that pretty summer morning.  As we moved closer to those sweet smells, I studied the classic little building with its glowing neon and the painted donut images. I'll bet it hasn't changed much in 68 years! Since 1957 Hugo Argento named the donut biz for his wife, Marie. It opened in 1957, which was an excellent year for many things. My birth-year of course.  The business was more successful than the marriage. Hugh and Marie divorced, but the donut shop kept the name and Hugh opened some chains. First View The line moved faster than I wanted it to. I needed more time to study the donuts through the glass.  But suddenly before reaching the open window, a woman asked what we wanted through the glass. I was a bit confused about whether she could hear me or not, but I pointed and hollered.  Maybe hidden speakers were installed, or perhaps the workers just have good ears. But the team inside the little building was very efficient. Just a moment later, our box of sweet treats was ready for us at the window. Hugging Donuts I stayed with Charlie while she held tight to the donut box. Some in our little group dashed next door to buy coffee.  Charlie did a quick pose for us, before handing the box over to her Daddy.  We made it back home before sampling our Sunday Morning Treats. I would have taken a photo of our assortment, but they disappeared too fast.
My glazed donut and maple bar were both melt in your mouth classics! Next time I want to come for a midnight donut or maybe 5 am! Marie's may close down in the afternoon, but they reopen up at 10 each night!
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Just Off the Tracks I love a train-themed dining adventure! This restaurant near the eastern border of New Mexico, is housed in an old train station. It sits just 30 feet from the tracks.  Don and I dined at The Rails in July 2024, but we discovered the station about 6 years before. Clovis Depot This is how the train station looked in 2019, when Don and I passed through the small city on a road trip. There was no restaurant then.  The place was vacant and surrounded in fencing. The depot had closed 20 years before. Little did we know, the station had been purchased and good things were ahead. The Gran Quivera Harvey House Hotel On the same visit, Don and I walked a little further down the tracks and found a building in worse shape.   This had once been a Harvey House restaurant and hotel. In the early 1900s, this building would have been lively with rail travelers. Harvey Girls in their starched aprons, would have been bustling about, serving meals. The hotel closed in 1948. A Train! It was a bit sad seeing the boarded up building. It felt like a ghost town, until we heard a sound.  Suddenly there was life on the tracks! Across from the weary buildings, a train rumbled by! Big improvements! 3 years later, we stopped again while on a road trip! The depot looked different in 2022.  The barbed wire fencing was gone. The building had the original colors, but the paint looked fresh. Almost Ready We found a door and peeked inside and suddenly realized we were interrupting some kind of meeting. The nice folks halted their discussion and started up a new one, with us.  One gentleman (who could have been one of the owners) was eager to let us know the renovation was complete and The Rails restaurant would soon be opening.  They seemed surprised that a couple from Texas had stopped to check on the historic station. We told them we were big fans of old railroads and often detoured to see historic depots. We'd stayed at a few renovated Harvey House hotels, in the west.  They welcomed us to to look around and I quickly imagined us in the future, stopping for a meal on a road trip. I was excited to find patio seating in front...  ...and in back. Perfect for counting cars, like I did as a kid. June 2024 Two years later, Don and I planned another road trip and booked a night at a chain hotel in Clovis. If only the old Harvey House had been renovated, we could have stayed there and walked to dinner.  We arrived on a Wednesday evening and parked near a row of arches. Thick shades covered the rounded openings, giving no hint of the covered patio behind them. Old Equipment We headed for the depot entrance, taking a peek at some displayed goodies, rescued from the old railroad days.  I'm not sure how that yellow thing on wheels was once used, but I'm sure there are plenty of train enthusiasts today who might be happy to sit a spell and explain it.  I was amused imagining how this crazy bike was used on the tracks. I was tempted to climb on the crooked seat, for a look-at-me photo pose. But, I was reminded of a childhood memory of getting stitches and a tetanus shot, after trying to stand up on a rusty tricycle. More Historic Items Once inside, I noticed a display case filled with artifacts, inherited from the museum that lived in the station after it closed.  My eyes were drawn to the white dinner china, with red designs. The dishes were once used to serve diners at the nearby Harvey House hotel. Rustic-Modern Bar We arrived a half hour before our reservation, to make sure we had time to sit in the cozy bar, tucked at the end of the building.  We passed through an arched opening, and found the corner bar and a few high top tables. Reminders of Depot Days The space was empty at 5:30, so I snapped a few photos. I could picture giant luggage carts passing through the hefty sliding door, that opened to the tracks.  I looked down to see I was standing on a wood platform of some kind. The bartender said it had once held a scale. I imagined cargo and travel trunks being weighed before loading. Window View Don and I sat in a cozy space between the bar and a small dining room. We had a great window view with lots of train activity.
Besides trains, we studied railroad related photos, displayed on the walls. I also enjoyed studying the arched doorway, with all its dings and missing chunks. Many coats of paint over the years softened those blemishes, made by hurried cart and equipment movement... I presume. Another View My seat also gave me a good view into the adjoining room, which (along with the bar) had begun to fill up. There was such a pleasant, friendly vibe with staff and customers.  Many guests greeted one other. It was easy to conclude that this was a favorite go-to place for locals. Later I learned the owners were dining. So that added to the fun. Favorite Room I remembered seeing this particular dining room, when we visited in '22. It was a little cozier and I loved the arched windows with blue trim. Two of the window tables were occupied by the time we were ready to be seated for dinner.  When checking in with the hostess, we happened to meet the beverage manager, Maribeth Delgado. She was delighted that we'd come from TX to dine. It was tricky explaining how we'd grown fond of this depot from roadtrips. Maribeth graciously assured us we'd get a great table. New Table Don and I were thrilled to get that third table, next to a window. It looked like a million layers of paint covered the frame and hardware. Don's shirt almost matched. Our server Cole, arrived with menus and a warm smile. Also warm ciabatta bread. Perfect!
The Smooth Jazz we'd noticed before was suddenly drowned out by sounds of energetic voices. There was a constant flow of diners arriving and departing. (Just like travelers back in the day) One table with men in cowboy hats, was suddenly replaced by a lively group that looked like they'd just come from a golf course. Fun people watching. The outside activity was just as entertaining. So were the outside sounds. Trains! There was constant movement out there, on about 8-10 sets of tracks. The Menu The menu looked amazing. Especially for a restaurant in a community, surrounded by farmland. But I'd read great reviews, about the French trained chefs. I knew we'd be eating food that would feel like we were dining in a big city.  There were lots of choices, from rib-eyes & burgers, to a butter chicken curry and Turkish baklava! Butter Chicken & Fettuccini I ordered Butter Chicken Curry, with Cashew Nut Marsala & Basmati Rice. We have some of the best curry, living in the Houston area. My dish was outstanding. The gigantic naan, was an added treat, for this bread lover!  Don had Fettuccini Michelangelo (Pork & Ribeye Bolognaise prepared in-house) It was thick and rich... almost like the best of stroganoffs.  I did not mention that comparison when restaurant manager Kailash Jugessur stopped by the table to ask how we were enjoying the meal. I adore a good stroganoff, but many wouldn't see that as a huge compliment. Kailash seemed so pleased that we were enjoying the food and the service. Exploring After finishing, I slipped off to explore for a moment. The larger dining rooms were filled with families and a few larger groups.  I walked to the far end of the building and found another display. This one had a collection of model train engines. Sounds Near the Tracks I stepped out a back door to have a quick look at the tracks. I listened for a while. There was more hissing than horn whistling.  A moment later, I stepped into the Ladies Room and suddenly I was listening to hear my favorite sounds. Speakers had been installed to play a very realistic recording of a train approaching. Bells clanging... train whistling...rumbling... hissing! Just perfect! Meeting Libby & Tate We were just getting ready to leave our table, when a young woman from a nearby table spoke to Don. She wanted to know if we were just passing through town.  Libby introduced herself, along with her husband, Tate. After chatting a bit, we learned that Tate & Libby (along with and Tate's brother, Jordan) were the owners of The Rails. Here they were, casually dining and visiting with locals and welcoming travelers like us.  We stood and chatted for quite a while. They wanted to know if we'd had any issues with Hurricane Beryl, which had recently hit Texas. We wanted to know what it had been like to take on this daunting task of refurbishing a building, then creating an upscale restaurant. Evening in Clovis By the time we stepped outside, the July heat had cooled and a warm breeze made wandering pleasant. I spotted the moon rising over the tip of the depot roof. 
I wanted to walk out near tracks to see the station, lit with strings of lights. But the tracks are no longer accessible to wanderers, like they were a few years ago. We couldn't check on the old Harvey house, but I believe it's still vacant. 1906 Locomotive Instead we walked just a few steps to First Street, where an old locomotive was displayed in a tiny park.  We sat on a bench for a moment and talked about the evening.
The evening had been better than expected. We'd had some amazing food in a relaxed atmosphere, where we'd been welcomed by the owners and friendly staff. We'd watched lively locals. Best of all we'd enjoyed it all, while sitting inside an old depot, watching trains come and go. Hard to beat! |
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This is a blog about Dining Adventures. Sometimes, I talk about food. Below, you can read how this started. On July 4th 2011, I set a goal to try 50 culturally diverse restaurants in one year! (I knew that was possible, living in the Houston area) I spent the year pulling in friends and family to join me, on some unusual dining adventures. I met some curious people, tried some scary foods and explored places and cultures I never would have otherwise. Even though I met my goal, I learned too much to end my adventures in dining. I have continued blogging about memorable dining adventures of all kinds, near and far... and all the discoveries and funny things I've learned along the way! Locations and types of dining adventures, are listed further down. Archives
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