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On the Way to Pawnee In June, Don and I met up with friends Kim and Dan in Tulsa, Oklahoma.  Kim made us dinner reservations for Click's Steakhouse, in Pawnee. We had quite a few adventures on the way to the steakhouse. Osage County There are lots of small towns and prairies to explore, between Tulsa and Pawnee. Dan drove us through the Tall Grass Prairie Preserve.
We saw more horses than bison, but I love horses. And the wind turbines were a lot taller than the grass. But it was a beautiful day to be out roaming with no other cars in sight. Pawhuska, OK We also spent a little time wandering through the town of Pawhuska.
That was a fun adventure, searching for signs of cast or crew, involved in a new Martin Scorsese movie. The movie is based on the book "Killers of the Flower Moon". Bath House Dan and Kim know us well. They knew we would be giddy over a 1939 bath house, in the middle of nowhere.
We didn't have much time before dinner, but we pulled up to have a quick look. Open? The bath house was built by the WPA, using hand cut native stone. It's still in use in 2021, but had already closed for the day.  Luckily the doors were open. We carried some drinks with us through the doors and straight back to the open terrace. We needed to have a toast. Cheers Time was ticking, but we set the camera timer and toasted to our crazy reunion.  We've had many happy hours together, since we first became neighbors, 22 years ago. To the Water Next, we took a quick dash, down the steps to see the lake.  We were so quick, that I missed getting photos of the little swimming beach. It reminded me of lakes my family went to when I was a child.
There was a floating dock and a slide, I believe. It looked peaceful on that warm evening. We took in the view and headed up to the car. Click's Steakhouse We were just minutes away from Pawnee and Click's Steakhouse. I love the idea of a small town steakhouse, on a Saturday night.  The old stone building had a modern facade. I'm guessing the building may have looked different when Clifton "Click" Nelson opened, in 1962. Click We saw Click's face smiling down, when we entered. He was wearing a paper "Rainbo" hat and showing us a huge platter of raw steak!  Lucky for us it wasn't 1962 anymore. Back then, the door was kept locked and customers knocked. Diners had to be checked in and women weren't allowed at all, for a few years. Kim and I would have had to go back to the bath house. In We Go Since it was 2021, Kim and I strutted down the entryway, looking at all the furs and antlers, while Don and Dan parked.  We were seated in the first dining room and I felt like all heads turned our direction. I'm pretty sure we were the only non-locals who were dining. In a town of 2,000, you can be sure that out-of-towners are obvious. Food Pics? I didn't pull out the camera to take photos of our table, or our food. No instagram steak photos. Just didn't have it in me.  I did sneak a photo of the old stove holding the kettle of steak soup. It was a little surprising to see the guests strolling around the huge salad bar and slicing off hunks of cheese, to put in their soup. June 2021. I'm still easing back into this pandemic dining thing, with caution. It didn't look like anyone in Click's had ever worn a mask. Steak and Pies I ordered ribeye which is so unlike me. But when in Rome. The flavor was pretty amazing though. It was huge and I couldn't eat more than half.  I almost saved room for some pie. They were on display nearby and looked exciting. But by the time I spilled my water glass and made a big mess, I had forgotten about the pie. I'm sure the locals were amused.
So this is my silly write-up. I don't have much about the food or the restaurant itself. But I will always remember this outing as a dining adventure with our friends. We adventured first, then topped it all off with a hearty meal.
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"The Pioneer Woman Mercantile" Don and I stopped in Pawhuska, 2 years ago. We could have had a dining adventure at "The Merc", but it was swarming with tourists.
We remember this tiny town from when we lived in Oklahoma, 25 years ago. Times have changed since Ree Drummond moved to the area and became a TV star. Movie Town Pawhuska has gotten even more interesting in recent months. This past June, Don and I visited the town in Osage County, once again. This time we were with our friends, Dan and Kim and we were ready for some movie excitement. We knew that Pawhuska was a filming location for the Scorsese movie, "Killers of the Flower Moon".  Dry Hollow Bar  We arrived on a Friday afternoon in hopes of seeing some movie action! Kim had heard there was a bar in town that might offer up a celebrity sighting... if we were really lucky. But we wanted to do some wandering first. Wandering the Streets First we headed down the main street. It was a toasty 90 degrees, so not too many people were out wandering. The streets had been transformed, to become the 1920's era town of Fairfax, Oklahoma.
Sadly Leo DiCaprio and Robert De Niro were nowhere to be seen. We heard they were filming a cemetery scene elsewhere. But we did see some crew and some film equipment. Buildings & Facades We strolled down the picturesque street and tried to spot all the changes, made for the movie.
Old buildings had been altered, with old signs and window displays.
There were power lines and street lights, that had been added to fit the period.
And there were mountains of dirt, covered with tarps. That dirt had temporarily covered the street, in recent shoots. Fake Doors I loved seeing the fake Osage County Sheriff's office.
We spotted few storefront facades with doors that opened to grassy yard space! Margarita Time We worked up a thirst from our meandering and headed into The Hollow Bar.
We had a feeling this upscale cowboy bar, was the one we'd heard rumors about. "Mr. Scorsese likes to stop for a margarita after filming." Busy Bar The cute bar was busy for 4:00 on a weekday.  Dan and Don headed to the bar to order 4 margaritas. Under the Hats Don actually had his cowboy hat that day. He should have kept it on for this photo.  There must have been 100 cowboy hats on the wall. The black & white photography was impressive too. Lots of rodeo shots. No Clue I have no idea why Kim and I are laughing here.  Laughing at ourselves probably. Pretty silly the we just thought we could pull into town and maybe share a margarita with a famous director or some award winning actors. Meeting Others So we had no food. This wasn't a real dining adventure.
But we met some cute puppies and I grabbed Don's hat and greeted a young cowboy carrying a lasso. I'm not sure what he was up to. Food Next Time So I'm cheating by putting this adventure into a dining blog.  Next time, I'll be sure we eat some food. Although limes and olives may be our only option.
Tie & Timber in Springfield, Missouri Breweries don't usually make it to the Dining Adventure blog.
But in June, Don and I visited Tie & Timber Beer Company, 2 times. There was something oddly magical about the place. There is some food involved in my sloppy write-up. "Ales and Rails" on Cherry Street We were visiting my Dad in Springfield and ran across the brewery, just blocks from our motel. It was on Cherry Street, near the railroad tracks that I remember from childhood.  The business is on property, where a lumber yard once stood in 1918. I remember, because it was still there in the 1960's, when we used to visit my grandparent's house, where Dad grew up. The tracks weren't far from their house or my my aunt and uncle's. I'm not sure how many years the railroad tracks transported timber and lumber, but at some point the lumber yard closed. A tanning salon was here when a young couple thought about opening up a brewery, about 5 years ago. Great Space The weather was heavenly, the evening we discovered Tie & Timber. Friends and families were just beginning to arrive. I guessed that some had walked over from the houses in nearby Rountree Neighborhood. A couple arrived on bikes and one family approached T & T on foot, walking down the train tracks.  Don and I headed inside to check out the options for craft beer. There were at least 18. Don was pretty excited. Families and Friends We sat outside and watched. We spotted friends greeting one another and patting each others' dogs. Kids from different tables played together. I watched a dad, teaching his child to play chess.
2 moms arrived with kids. After they ordered beer, they unpacked a spread of picnic food. (There were signs encouraging people to bring their own food) I felt like we were at a church picnic, only better. Tea Bar & Bites... Skully's Ramen Two days later, we stopped by again. This time we wanted to enjoy our beer and wine, with food. After we enjoyed our drinks for a while, I went on a mission to find a meal.
The neighborhood near Cherry Street, had many options. I vaguely remember this area from childhood visits to Springfield. Beautiful homes and a few little shops. Today we can't buy lumber, but we can buy cakes and ramen, pizza, pasta or tacos... from cute little buildings, near cute little houses. Old Grocery Store I recognized the green and white building. Nearly 80 years ago, it had been The Cherry Street Grocery Store. I wasn't exactly alive then, but my dad was. He was a young teen when he worked there.  I remember my dad pointing the little store out to us, when we were kids. I was impressed when he told me he'd worked at the grocery store. I thought that sounded cool. It was a job I could understand! Cherry Street Grocery Store In 2014, when visiting Springfield, we drove Dad by the old grocery store. It had a sign saying, Homegrown Food.
Dad's legs were bothering him. He didn't want to go in, but I did. Inside, I looked at the old floors and admired the wooden counter. I could picture my young dad, stocking shelves.
I met Brad that day. He was so moved to learn that Dad had once worked in the store. He came out to the car to introduce himself and handed Dad a complimentary bottle of root beer. Bryce in 2021 I stepped inside the old grocery once again, during my search for dinner. The store had changed and I met the new owner Bryce. He told me about their house made treats and ice cream, but I had my eye on some miniatures in the window.
They weren't really for sale, but we laughed and talked and I eventually left with 3 dollhouse miniatures. I still didn't have dinner, but what fun! I decorated our picnic table and had a couple sips of wine. Then I got serious about finding food. Ott's Ott's was actually right next to Tie & Timber. The tiny Italian restaurant was housed in an old filling station. They've been serving pasta for 20+ years.  I headed in and took a quick look at the cozy interior. The kitchen appeared to be in the garage portion.
I glanced at the menu and grinned. The prices looked like they were from my childhood. I ordered the House Casserole Meal for $5.55. Vintage Photo The nice young man said I could wait for my order on one of the pews, or he could bring it to me outside when it was ready.  I took a look at the old photo on the wall and imagined the DX Station 50+ years ago. Then I headed outside to wait and chatted with the sweetest older woman, who just walked over from her house. She practially swooned when she told me how much she loved her neighborhood. I was ready to go house shopping. Pasta at the Picnic Table After a few minutes the young man brought out a bag with my hot meal. I headed back to Don at the picnic table and surprised him with our shared feast.
Baked pasta casserole, Caesar salad, toasted ravioli and bread! Plenty for 2 people and less than 6 dollars. How could this be? It was tasty, but mostly it was just so darn fun, eating at our table as the sun lowered and more folks gathered. Eating and Watching Don and I sipped and ate and watched. I can't remember what craft beers Don tried and I only remember that I had red wine.  We didn't exactly have a restaurant dining adventure, but we had a memorable evening. Heading Back As the sun sunk lower, we headed back towards our motel. We took a shortcut on the tracks.
The next day I talked to Dad about his memory of the tracks. He talked about flattening pennies when he was young and hopping a train, when he was older.
This is sort of an odd write up for the old Dining Blog, but I will remember this evening well. Yay for wine and pasta and little bit of nostalgia, on a summer evening. On Route 66 This cute little cafe is named for College Street, the street that it sits on.  But College Street used to be Route 66. You'd think they'd to capitalize on that! A Night on Route 66 Don and I found the cute little cafe in June. We were staying a half mile down the road, at Rock Wood Motor Court.
If you're going to stay in a retro motel (that used to be a Route 66 gas station) you have to complete the adventure with a breakfast at the College Street Cafe. Before 8 It was just before 8 when we arrived.  There were 3 tables and one booth open. We took the booth near the door and I had a nice view of the whole cafe. Rounded Counter My seat gave me a good view of the 4 sitting at the corner of the rounded counter.  The men looked like they were about ready to head to work. They had to be a little careful coming and going, since a couple hanging flower baskets were squeezed in behind them. Boulevard of Broken Dreams On the wall behind the counter, I recognized the old print, with James, Humphrey, Marilyn and Elvis.  I sort of wanted to ask the 3 men and 1 woman to shift themselves around a bit, so they would better match the framed print. I'm not sure how that would have gone over. Other View The window next to our table didn't have the best view.  But I loved studying the steel framed windows. Is that steel? Don't know, but I sure wondered how many layers of paint was coating that metal. I love red paint. Kim and Coffee The place was starting to get busier, but Kim didn't ignore us. She rushed over in her black hat and air purifying necklace and took our order.  When she brought our coffee, I commented that she seemed to be handling the whole place herself. She shook her head and said, "I don't usually even work Fridays!" I had a feeling she'd been called in at the last minute. I had the feeling this wasn't the first time. Taking a Seat There was no doubt that Kim could handle the crowd. It seemed everyone knew her, which could have slowed her down with their banter.  I took a pic of Don to sneak a pic of Kim, when she took a load off for about 45 seconds. At one point, she greeted a man sitting alone, "So will it be pancakes or eggs, today?" She sat down in the seat across from him for only a moment. Eat and Go The workmen at the counter didn't linger long. They left without damaging any flowers.  A man came in wearing a shirt with lots to say and sat alone in the very last open table. I guessed he would eat and go. There were a couple of interesting shirts in the place. "Dirty White Guy" was written on another shirt. Hmmm. Sit and Linger This is a photo I took when we were getting ready to leave. It was pretty crowded by then.  The cafe seemed to be quite the hang out for men. The conversations were not confined to tables. Lots of chatter between. I had the feeling many of these folks came daily and probably lingered quite a while. Big Breakfast Don ordered the Early Bird Special (from 6-9) for $4.79.  I was wise and had a breakfast sandwich. Just the right amount for me.  I was there for the atmosphere more, than the food. But the food was pretty decent, especially for the price! New Friends Don and I didn't try to blend in with the locals. We clearly were travelers taking up valuable space. But then suddenly Don asked me a question and that got us some attention.  "Where do you think we pay, Beth?" Before I could answer Don, a number of nearby diners chimed in. Suddenly everyone wanted to show us where to pay and then the chatter began. I made some comment about how well Kim handled handled this crowd and a few of them made some teasing comments that I won't repeat. Another 2 men came in looking for a seat and I offered up our table. They were more than pleased. Screened Door The men happily slid into our booth while Don got up to pay Kim in the back. The men chit chatted while I waited for Don. I told them I just had to get a photo of the screened door just steps from their booth.  Ralph (not wearing a hat) thought that was pretty funny that I was taking a photo of the door. He offered to take a photo of Don and me. I said I'd rather have a photo of them. Click! They laughed, as the photo shows. Posing at College Street Cafe Don returned after paying Kim and Ralph jumped up to decide where to take our picture. I'm pretty sure every person in the cafe was taking note.  We decided to pose outside, so one guy from the kitchen rushed over to grab one of the hanging baskets from the floor. He made sure the flowers were hanging from the awning, just in time for our photo.
What a fun little ending to our sweet little breakfast! Father's Day Breakfast So many of Don's 35 Father's Day celebrations, have been spent on the road.  This year, we woke up on Sunday morning in a small Arkansas town. Our grown kids were far away and there wasn't much happening in Mena, but we found a mighty fine diner to start the day. Mena, AR We spotted The Skyline Diner, the day before.
It was a warm afternoon in June, when we arrived in Mena. We had a fun time wandering to town from our Airbnb. I've never seen such a quiet downtown, on a Saturday evening. Closed By dinnertime, we spotted the little cafe with a Closed sign on the door. It looked like our favorite kind of diner, with a red bench in front and a newspaper vending machine.  Skyline had closed at 2 that day, but if we'd been able to hold off for 11 hours, we could have enjoyed some eggs and coffee, when they opened in the morning! Sunday Morning We didn't arrive when the doors opened at 5:30 a.m.  But, we were there about 3 hours later. The sign said Open and there was no line out the door. Dad Day Busy Who knows if that morning was a typical Sunday at Skyline, but it was full. At 8:30 a.m., we could have been looking at the usual pre-church crowd. Or maybe all the dads in Mena chose Skyline breakfast over church, on Father's Day.  We were happy to wait for a table and enjoy some people watching. Map Studies While I studied the dining room, I sensed that we were the only non-locals in the restaurant.
Then, I studied the map by the cash register and realized travelers have come to Skyline, from places a lot further away than Texas! We didn't bother to add a pin. History Studies There were so many old photographs in the cafe. I wanted to study them all. But that would have been awkward, leaning over folks, as they tried to eat their biscuits or omelets.  One table cleared and I dashed over to get a look at this old photo of Mena Street, from about 90 years ago. A man at a nearby table chuckled to see me take this photo. Mena Street Today I could spot the cafe and Mercantile, in the vintage photo. Mena Street looked similar in 2021, except fewer cars. In fact we saw no cars at all, on Saturday night.  I wish I'd spotted a photo of the cafe from 2009, when a tornado came through and destroyed much of the town. I didn't see a photo, but I saw a framed news clipping, telling how the town pulled together to rebuild the cafe. Seated! Don and I were finally seated. I took a look at the menu cover, before checking out the food options. You know you're in a small town cafe, when you have to pay cash.  I wondered how many photos they went through, before they decided this one should be featured on their menu. No Church Clothes The diners in the cafe didn't seem to be dressed in church clothes or motorcycle clothes. It was a casual crowd that kept the 3 servers very busy. Too busy for my small talk or silly questions.  What would I have asked a server or diner, if I'd had the nerve to interrupt? Maybe I would have asked, "How many times would you guess that you've eaten in this cafe?" If I'd added up the answers, I'm guessing it would be 1,000. Rules I read this little sign, back near the kitchen.  I'm guessing this was a little joke. But who knows. It's hard to tell. Dad's Breakfast This Old Dad had one of his favorite breakfasts.  He had an omelet and taters and a big slice of ham. No it was not the best breakfast in all the world, but he was quite satisfied. Well Balanced  I don't love grits or gravy, but I always feel like I have to order them when I'm in a small town cafe at breakfast. Again, it wasn't the best breakfast ever, but I appreciated the simplicity of my plate. Look at that nice little oval plate with all those round things. Nice Price Our check arrived and I had to smile. Two breakfasts for less than $10!  Well, we didn't get coffee for 75 cents like the sign said. Oh well. Adventure? We were headed towards the door by 9:30. Would this go down as a memorable Father's Day breakfast adventure? Would I remember this place at all in 10 years?  I guess I can't call it an adventure when we didn't have a good chat with a stranger. We didn't try any daring foods. We didn't see any outlandish decor or happenings. But we had a meal at a cafe that survived the Great Depression. It narrowly survived a tornado. The cafe also survived the pandemic. So for that I offer, "3 Cheers for Skyline Cafe!"
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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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