Our RV Adventures

Come Calling.

First off, I want to thank everyone for their kind thoughts about the death of my Uncle Ed this past Wednesday. One thing I forgot to mention is that Uncle Ed and his wife Janis were instrumental in Jan and I first getting together in 1967.

Ed had a large veterinary practice in Sanford, FL at the time, and when my mother mentioned to Janis that I was thinking about coming down to FL to find a job for the summer, Janis invited me to stay with them. And later, after I had been there for about a week, I saw an ad in the Florida Today newspaper looking for someone to do the animal show at the Florida Wonderland amusement park over in Titusville, where, as I’ve mentioned before, Jan was working as a Saloon Girl in the Miss Kitty’s Pleasure Palace & Soft Drink Saloon.

And so it all began.

I never got around in last night’s blog to talking about our get-together with Chris, Linda, and Miss Piper.

We ended up at Whiskey Cake, a restaurant located in the new area of  Baybrook Mall Complex.

We started off with an order of their Goat Cheese Fondue,

with olive oil, Greek olives, roasted tomatoes, fresh herbs, and grilled sourdough bread.

Jan had the Crispy Fried Chicken Salad, with spinach, gem lettuce, Vermont White Cheddar Cheese, spiced pecans, apples, red grapes, and buttermilk-Greek yogurt vinaigrette

For my part, I had the Wood Grilled Pork Brisket Steak, with Poblano White Cheddar Grits, and topped with a local peach and tomatillo salsa.

Finishing up, we had end it with Jan and I sharing an order of their namesake Whiskey Cake.

A toffee torte with a bourbon anglaise, spiced pecans, and fresh whipped cream.

Really good, and probably the best part of the meal, even though it was all good.

My new Camco LED Bulb came in today to we now have good light in the bathroom again.

And for those of you watching Young Sheldon and wondering about his father’s heart attack in last night’s episode, according to the timeline given on Big Bang, his father doesn’t die for another 5 years.

Wrapping up, today, November 10, 1975, is when the gales of November came calling and took the Edmund Fitzgerald, as well as 29 crewmembers, to the bottom of Lake Superior, 530 feet down. In 1995 a dive team brought up the Fitzgerald’s bell which now resides in the Great Lakes Shipwreck Museum at Whitefish Point, MI, where we visited in July 2013.

And of course the whole incident led to one of the most haunting songs ever written, “The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald” by Gordon Lightfoot.

The Word of the Day is:  Apodictic

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