One More Day
McMinnville, Oregon: We really should be
getting home. Tomorrow (Saturday) night friends are coming over for dinner and
staying to watch the Duck v Cougar game (ESPN, 7:30p pacific) and I suppose we
should be there. But we didn't go home. We decided to linger one more day and
visit one more restaurant on our list.
Since this RV park is next to the
Evergreen Aviation &
Space Museum, we noticed a stream of
Ford cars lined-up in the parking lot... so we stopped by to
investigate. The owners were queued up behind the cars, waiting their turn at a
lunch buffet, so we could not ask questions - we assumed it was a club or rally.
Many of the cars were Canadian-owned and we saw several RV's in our campground
with car trailers... so it was starting to add up.
The cars were beautifully restored! Many were made in 1914
and there were several varieties - open-top, enclosed, two-seaters, four-seaters,
pick-ups - everything. Imagine having to hand-crank your engine!
We did not tour through the air museum (home of the Spruce
Goose), as we have visited several times previously. The complex now features a
Wings & Waves
Water Park - with a 747 on the roof!
Our destination for our pre-luncheon stroll was the pretty little town of
Carlton. Carlton is another town that has been revitalized by the wine
industry and tourism.
Republic of Jam:
This Ain't Your Grandma's Jam
We have also dined previously in Carlton, so today decided to try a new
place, Barrel 4orty7even.
Since there is a huge bank vault in the corner, we are going to assume the
building used to be a bank. Now it is chic and hipsterish and they serve
good sandwiches, salads and a limited entrees.
Maybe the jam sold across the street "ain't your Grandma's jam", but
this was definitely like my Grandma's fried chicken. Crunchy! There are several
interesting lunch spots in teeny Carlton, including the town's only food
We also visited the bricks-and-mortar version of the bake shop we patronized
yesterday at the McMinnville Farmers Market,
Carlton Bakery. We
bought a baguette for our dinner party tomorrow.
Oh, goodness. Is that tomorrow? We'd better get home.
After a rest at the motorhome, we drove up to
Red Ridge Farms to
purchase more Oregon olive oil (I know, it's like we grow every dang thing in
Oregon.) The drive up to the farm is so pretty, but with all the forest fires
east of Portland, it was really difficult to see to Mt. Hood through all the
smoke. The grapes are nearly ready to harvest. Picking will most-likely begin
within a week and the vineyards are like bee hives with fork lifts driving
around like mad and everything within miles is being hosed off. Traffic signs
have been posted to warn tourists: Harvesting Equipment on Roads! (Watch Out,
you City Slickers, we are busy making wine - it's not all glamour and pretty
girls pouring sips for you in our tasting rooms - this is a lot of WORK!)
Red Ridge Farms
This property houses a garden shop, nursery, olive grove and
mill, gift shop and a small vineyard,
Gift Shop and olive oil tasting room
Friendly frog in the gardens at Red Ridge Farms
We took the long way home to see the pretty hills of Oregon
wine country - bursting with fruit.
And don't forget about hazelnuts (growing on filbert
We arrived back to the bus, with our little purchase safe
Yes, that's a gallon of olive oil. Don't judge.
Statue in downtown McMinnville
Our dinner reservations this evening were at the highly
Thistle. Nose to Tail. Farm to Fork. Local Girl does Good. We
arrived early to have a drink in the bar, prepared by Patrick... whom we
learned about from our Nick's Italian Cafe waiter, John.
McMinnville is a very small town.
Manhattan & a French 75
Thistle seems to cover three joined store fronts and they do
not seem to have air conditioning. Oh, goodness, I was so hot - and My Poor
Driver was wearing a jacket.
oysters farmed in Netarts Bay, Oregon, and we tried several options on
the menu. Sadly, it grew too dark to photograph most dishes, but please
enjoy this radicchio and beet salad! We liked the concept of the local-only
restaurant and loved their wine list. We loved the mis-matched silver flea
market cutlery, and that my Manhattan came in an antique coupe. We did not
like that the menu was written on a wall-mounted chalk board (French-style)
and it was difficult for my old eyes to read the list, thus had to hover
under the board to take it all in - unfortunate for the people seated at the
table directly under the menu board. Egads, - get a printer already
or move the menu to a more user-friendly spot. (We heard the owner
suggesting people take a photo of the menu with their phone to read at their
Service was fantastic and proper. Our food was very, very good. Our
cocktails were perfect. I would definitely go back... on a cooler day...
before it grew too dark to read the menu.
Until my next update, I remain, your "we really must get home tomorrow
before kick-off" correspondent.
RV PARK: Olde
Stone Village RV Park - There is nothing olde or stony at
this RV park. You are not going to suddenly think you are in England, and one
side of the park is a mobile home park (looks pretty nice) with new models for
sale - another sure sign you are not in Merry Olde England. The public buildings
are faux-Tudor though! It is a very nice park, with long wide paved pull-through
and back-in full-service sites - each with a designated parking spot (oh, I just
love that in a campground!). Laundry, showers, free cable and wifi, heated
seasonal pool (it was open during our stay in mid-September), clubhouse, gazebo,
sports court and playground. Pet breed restrictions. We paid $31 with our Good
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