Wednesday, August 14, 2019

Anniversaries, Grammies, and tamales.

24 hours. Our trip lasted about that long. Short and sweet.
 We started with lunch in town. At Harvey's. 
Macho = hamburger. Me = grilled mahi mahi.
You reach a certain point when traveling west in the north part of the state where everything gets flat. 
We called it The Delta. 
Agriculture everywhere. 

I don't remember what little hamlet is the home of this "cotton boll" water tower. 

Harvesting corn.

We did a drive through at Delta State. It was too hot to do any walking outside.
I told Macho the only sweating I wanted to do was from the truck to whatever air-conditioning I was going into. 

Monday night dinner at the Delta Meat Market. It is located in the Cotton House Hotel in downtown Cleveland. This is where we stayed. This was grilled king salmon from the Copper River. It was not as fresh at the one we had in Anchorage, but it tasted good. 

Breakfast at the DMM Tuesday morning. Sweet potato waffles with sorghum butter and maple syrup, bacon, and Dixie Blues Grits. Best grits I evah ha-ed! Really good. Macho didn't like them because they were so creamy he thought there was cheese in them and that kept him from putting sugar on his grits. Yes. I am afraid he eats grits like a yankee. So sad. 
The restaurant it very a-la-carte, which equates to pricey. 

After checking out of the Cotton House we visited the Grammy Museum.
We spent three hours there and thoroughly enjoyed it. 
It is a lovely facility.

Lunch at the local Airport Grocery. 

I ate hot tamales and turnip greens. Macho ate hamburger steak with onions and gravy and mash potatoes. 

Then it was time to find the Po Monkey. This is a locally well known blues juke joint. The proprietor, of the same name, passed away in the last few years. 
Yes. That is an outhouse in the left of the photo, complete with crescent moon on the door. 
It sits right beside a soybean field in the middle of nowhere in Magnolia, MS. 
This place is closed now. 

Blues marker. 

Road going away from the Po Monkey. 

Then a quick visit to McCarty pottery and a few purchases for which I came home with buyers remorse. Oh well. The deed it done. 


The heat index was a good 6-8 degrees above the actual temperature as we drove home yesterday.
Today is much better. High is only supposed to be 92. Much better.

And so wraps up our 42nd anniversary trip. 
We both had fun. 
There are more fun things in the Delta that we plan to see. 
Next time.

Shalom. 

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