I arrive in Pendelton, Oregon around lunch time. I decide to pull into the quaint cowboy town to get some food. See I made it a point not to eat at any chain restaurants on this trip. I was going to dine on the local cuisine and avoid any Denny's, Shari's, etc.
I find a restaurant and bar located in the basement of an building downtown. It was a fine place with big screen TVs showing MMA, pool tables, and video lottery. I sit down and a waitress brings me a menu and informs me of the specials. I make my order quickly and she brings me a slice of cheesecake.
I informed her that I didn't order any dessert, but she tells me she gave me the slice for free, because according to her I was a polite gentleman that used phrases such as 'please' and 'thank you'. The rough looking older woman then turned her head towards the people occupying the pool tables.
"Unlike some of the riff-raff we get in here," she said loud enough for the rest of the town to hear.
The rough looking group of gents, who obviously had nothing better to do on a Friday at one in the afternoon, gave the old woman a smirk.
The cheesecake was good.
I finally made my way into Utah and sadly I did not see any Juniper Creek* types. I've always wanted to go on a polygamist photo safari, but that will have to wait for another time.
*'Big Love' reference.
To be continued...
"Polygamy: An endeavour to get more out of life than there is in it." - Elbert Hubbard