And Then There Was This
Indio, California: Our weekend in Indio
had been perfectly splendid. Great weather. Great friends.
Dave & Woody at Eagle Falls - photo by Kathy
There was some golfing. I did not join the group, but heard there was
quite a bit of golfing. No one was happy with their score.
Instead of golf, I was invited to cruise the waterways of the
Motorcoach Country Club aboard the yet-to-be-christened boat recently purchased
by our neighbors, Colleen & Rick. The vessel was quite water-worthy and their
guests enjoyed a lovely afternoon on the water.
Meanwhile, in San Diego:
My sister, Renee, was spending the weekend with her
daughter, Carla. They also went on a boat ride... but I am pretty sure their
boat had more than a 7mph electric engine.
Don't ya just hate it when your Little Sister shows you up?
Hey, shouldn't they be wearing life vests?
Dave and I went to the garden shop and purchased herbs for our three big
pots and two tomato plants. Usually, I purchase three tomato plants... but
one plant from last year is still producing fruit and putting off new
flowers, so, two it is for now.
And, yes, another gorgeous sunset... and a photo of Leo. My sister went
to Lisa & Lenny's to see the kids. Leo was all wired-up from a birthday
party and excited to see Renee and Carla.
Leo & Carla
After all this pretty stuff, after all the excitement from Leo, after all
the boat rides, DT and I experienced a totally terrible dining experience.
It was even more scandalous than Lady Mary testing out Tony Gillingham.
Thing is, I hate giving a restaurant a bad rap after only visiting once, but
this place was so bad I will not return to give it another try - even though
the establishment is really popular and completely packed. Either we are
food snobs or people have completely lost their taste (or their taste buds)
and will submit to a $21 all-you-can-eat-family-style-food-trough.
This is only my opinion; and I could be wrong.
at a to-be-unnamed place at a nearby airport famous for their fried chicken.
Thing is, the fried chicken was not bad. It was crispy and not
overly-salted, as so much fried chicken seems to be. The chicken was okay,
but nearly everything else - served family-style-only on Sunday - was
absolutely horrid. First came soup (oddly, chicken soup). It was
passable. The corn bread was blah. Really blah. Salad was romaine with a
canned beet and chopped hard boiled egg. Next came a platter of fried
chicken (basically an entire chicken for two people), mashed potatoes
reeking of fake butter (think the worst microwave popcorn in your office
break room), gummy gravy, canned corn, canned black eyed peas... do you want
me to go on? I will. There was a sad attempt at dessert with a stale
shortcake and canned peaches. Don't even ask me about the "whipped topping".
A few things were real. We had cloth napkins.
And then there was the bill. Since there was only one item on the menu
tonight, we each ordered the $21 dinner. I had a cocktail; DT had a beer.
With taxes, etc., our dinner was $61. No way was this a $61 dinner. Fooled
me once. We will not be returning for another review.
Until my next update, I remain, your plucked correspondent.
RV PARK: The
Motorcoach Country Club
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