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Friday, July 17, 2015
Everybody's Hometown
Everybody’s Hometown
Prescott loves that logo.
I mention this because this past week Steve and I finally took a day
trip up there. It’s a very cute mountain
town with a couple of community colleges, a flight school and a lot of
retirees.
I know this for one reason:
Right out of college my first job offer was at one of the 2 (that’s from
memory) radio stations in the area. It
was not to be and wasn’t exactly the highlight of my first days as a college
grad with a degree in broadcast journalism.
Since that fateful fall of 1978 the city has grown by leaps
and bounds. It’s filled with history,
art galleries, antique stores, 3 museums and of course the famous Whiskey Row.
Steve had wanted to go for a while, but the closest we have
gotten was the day trip to the neighboring area of Prescott Valley when we took
the boys to the zoo.
Not knowing how dog-friendly the town would be we dropped
off Lucky to Adam, who had the day off, and went to start our latest
adventure.
We live in this perfect spot to make these day trips
happen. An hour from Sedona, Prescott,
Prescott Valley and about an hour and a half from Cottonwood and Jerome. All beautiful, historic and make for a nice trip
to get “out of Dodge” for a day.
What started this trip out was a travelogue on our local
cable station. Now we had a destination
in mind and some places we wanted to see for ourselves. We didn’t get to the 3 museums that we’ll
save for another trip. But we did spend several hours walking around the town
square, peeking into the famous Matt’s Saloon, The Palace saloon, the historic
Hassayampa Hotel, a few art galleries and local shops and a really fun gourmet
herb, spice, honey store.
As Steve said, “If we had the money, I could easily have
spent a few hundred bucks in there!”
Instead, we went with some cute tee shirts for the 3 boys
and one for the future Princess Bryce.
We started our day with breakfast at the Sweet Potato
Café. It was definitely a place you’d
find the locals. Small, very unassuming,
everything homemade and most items had something in the way of sweet potato in
them.
If you’re wondering, Steve had the meat-lover’s omelet with
hash browns and a side of sweet potato pancakes. As usual for me, I found the heart healthy
entrees and went with an egg white omelet with all the veggies in the kitchen,
salsa and even soy cheese with fresh fruit and a slice of, what else, sweet
potato bread.
It was a nice day and we enjoyed being by ourselves for even
those few hours. Every couple needs that
now and then.
Upon getting back Adam told us that Lucky cried for quite a
while and then, as if to “show” us for leaving her behind, she peed on the play
room carpet. We were definitely back
home.
