Cars, beaches, and bad food
11-27-14
I took a day off from writing yesterday as it was my birthday. Thanks for all the good wishes. Now I have lots to say today.
We decided the best plan for enjoying the Turkey Run was to spend the afternoon scouting out Daytona.
So into the Burb with Oscar and off to the speedway. Very easy to find and only 20 miles from our CG. I knew it was BIG but it looks even larger in person, and they are adding on to it. We drove through the main parking lot and found the entrance so we know where to park tomorrow. Not very busy today but we didn't go in as it only runs 8 to 3 today admission is $15 each and it was already past 1PM.
Then we scouted out the main drag where we expect all the cruising to take place. In the process we found an entrance for motor vehicles to Daytona beach. As we approached the gate I got my $5 ready only to discover it was unmanned, so in we went. How many people do you know that have driven on this historic peace of real estate?
After a short drive we parked the Burb and strolled over to the shoreline. Ruth said the water temp was about the same as air temp. (67) While watching to surf, we spotted a couple pelicans floating on the waves and watched them for a few minutes as Ruth recited:
What a strange bird the pelican
His beak can hold more than his belly can
He can store in his beak enough food for a week
But I don't know how the **** he can
After a few photos of them we moved on and found a man sculpting a Flordia snowman. (See photo)
One more trip past the speedway and we headed out in search of a Cracker Barrel restaurant. My sister told me just today that they served the Best turkey dinner she had Ever eaten.
After the anticipated long wait, ~70 minutes, Oscar was sent to the Burb and in we went. The place was packed but the wait staff was on top of its game. In less than 10 minutes our plates were in front of us. Yum, it looked great. But wait, there's more. The stuffing tasted like a blend of corn meal and saw dust. The turkey was without flavor with sticky white gravy(eww) and the mashed potatoes were worse than the instant ones of 45 years ago.
After just one bite of each, I summoned the waitress and ask for a menu and a doggie box. My second choice, open faced roast beef, was only a bit better. That's the first time I ever rejected an entire meal and reordered. And it's the last time I take my older sisters advise on food. She either lacks taste buds, or her own cooking is so bad that even table scraps mixed with floor sweepings would taste good to her if prepared by another.
At least all was not lost. After some coaxing Oscar did consume the turkey dinner. He must gave been awful hungry.
*IMPORTANT NOTICE*
Melvin update. We are beginning to suspect fowl play. We won't be surprised if either a ransom note or a desperate phone call asking if he can return home come anytime now. Generous reward offered to any person willing to divulge information leading to his safe return.
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