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| Ben, Liz, and Roxie! |
This morning George and I went to a place called Bruges Waffles and Frites. Ben and Liz had eaten there when they went to Salt Lake City for a wedding. George had a Freakandel, which is some sort of sausage over frites with toppings. I had a Belgium waffle, which is much more like a delicious cake, with fresh peaches and an enormous scoop of Belgium whip cream. The menu is available on line. When I finish writing tonight I am going to return to the website so I can read the story about the business. The owner was there when we arrived and he was a delightful gentleman.
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| This is the owner of Bruges Waffles and Frites |
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| George's choice - some meat thing |
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| My choice - fresh peaches, fresh whipped cream, and the waffle |
We left Bruges and rode to the SLC Harley Davidson. George had met a couple at our hotel who were visiting from France. They had rented a Harley and would be touring some of the states for three weeks. When we arrived at Harley Davidson they were there. Sadly, when we left something had transpired and the rental bike was on the ground. We did not join the crowd as there were too many people involved, but it looked as though two bikes collided. How difficult to be traveling in a strange country and have this happen on your first day on the road.
George and I left SLC and began the long drive to Idaho. We were both tired and the ride was very windy.
Tomorrow we will be in Bend, Oregon.
I wish our worlds would collide this week, and not in the way those Harleys apparently did! We are heading out on a little road trip ourselves. Thursday night we will be staying in the little one-horse town about 80 miles northeast of Bend called Mitchell Oregon,at the Oregon Hotel. The next day we are going to check out the Painted Hills/John Day Fossil Beds, my little Geology geek and me. I see that the Little Pine Cafe just next door offers a choice of 3 kinds of grilled cheese sandwiches, and the rebellious part of me just might have one in your honor...with American Cheese just to piss you off. Oh, was that wrong? To swear (sort of) on your blog? From there we are headed to Coeur d'Alene for a few days, and who knows how we are coming home. We will wave if we see your bad selves on the road!
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