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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.

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