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Okay, the place we went for dinner, Boone's Long Lake Inn (I think that's the right name, it's close enough), was REALLY good. Really, really, REALLY good.
I am soooo stuffed. (I didn't eat that much, either, but I stuff easy.) I got the chicke shishkabob which, honestly? I should not have. It was too large of chunks to easily eat more than one thing at a time. However, everything was very good, just not how I'm used to shishkabob. Scott got the prime rib and it was EXCELLENT. (I stole a couple bites. And gave him a couple bites of mine.) Then there was dessert - a hot fudge brownie sundae. Scott's, not mine, but of course I had to help. So tasty.
And the cake to celebrate their anniversary, but that was cut into tiny pieces for everyone - about four bites - so I don't think it added to my "oof" factor too much.
So, so good. And I have no right to whine. One of my cousins, seated to my right, ordered the prime rib and lobster that was the special - $3 off. Of course, it was still $33 AFTER that $3 off. I was thinking, given that an 8-ounce prime rib was $16.95, that that might be a fair bit of food - depending on how much lobster. It WAS. I think it was the 12-ounce prime rib, plus the lobster tail, salad, and baked potato. When it was delivered, someone else bet the guy $10 that he couldn't eat it all.
He said he could...then offered to prove he could not only eat it all, he could do so in five minutes. You see where this is going.
He did do so. But I have to wonder why you would order prime rib and lobster, and then wolf them down as fast as you can. Talk about wasting the experience and the cost! And just the idea of eating that much food at one go makes me ill. I'm stuffed enough as it is, and my dish was smaller and I still did not but half finish it.
But oh, it was good. The byplay was funny, but it was so good. Jenna ordered lobster - and then was playing with Bryson at one point, teasing him with a flying lobster tail. (Not offering it to him - he's young for that yet and in any case I don't think he saw it as food.)
Tired now. Tomorrow we check out and head out but my impression is we'll be leaving late morning or even in the afternoon (have to check out before that, of course, if we do stay that late).
They run duck races to win a free visit - they put numbered ducks into a slide chute and the first duck down the chute, and one and a half times around the lazy river loop at the bottom of it, wins a free three-night stay (if the room-holder is present - you have to ask them to put your duck in, then show up). None of us won, but it was funny to show up and see all the adults there, obediently cheering, roaring like bears, and chanting "quack, quack, quack" when directed. And yet, considering the cost of a room and how neat the place is...I was right there with 'em! The first place winner was one floor off from us, the same number. Ah well! It would've been a neat cap to the weekend if someone in our group had won, but the odds were not that good considering the number of rubber duckies in the race. ;)
My back is bothering me a bit. I think I need to lay off carrying the heavier bits around in my purse, and pass the camera bag to Scott. Of course, what I would otherwise apply for this is sitting at home. Oh, well, I will cope.
I am soooo stuffed. (I didn't eat that much, either, but I stuff easy.) I got the chicke shishkabob which, honestly? I should not have. It was too large of chunks to easily eat more than one thing at a time. However, everything was very good, just not how I'm used to shishkabob. Scott got the prime rib and it was EXCELLENT. (I stole a couple bites. And gave him a couple bites of mine.) Then there was dessert - a hot fudge brownie sundae. Scott's, not mine, but of course I had to help. So tasty.
And the cake to celebrate their anniversary, but that was cut into tiny pieces for everyone - about four bites - so I don't think it added to my "oof" factor too much.
So, so good. And I have no right to whine. One of my cousins, seated to my right, ordered the prime rib and lobster that was the special - $3 off. Of course, it was still $33 AFTER that $3 off. I was thinking, given that an 8-ounce prime rib was $16.95, that that might be a fair bit of food - depending on how much lobster. It WAS. I think it was the 12-ounce prime rib, plus the lobster tail, salad, and baked potato. When it was delivered, someone else bet the guy $10 that he couldn't eat it all.
He said he could...then offered to prove he could not only eat it all, he could do so in five minutes. You see where this is going.
He did do so. But I have to wonder why you would order prime rib and lobster, and then wolf them down as fast as you can. Talk about wasting the experience and the cost! And just the idea of eating that much food at one go makes me ill. I'm stuffed enough as it is, and my dish was smaller and I still did not but half finish it.
But oh, it was good. The byplay was funny, but it was so good. Jenna ordered lobster - and then was playing with Bryson at one point, teasing him with a flying lobster tail. (Not offering it to him - he's young for that yet and in any case I don't think he saw it as food.)
Tired now. Tomorrow we check out and head out but my impression is we'll be leaving late morning or even in the afternoon (have to check out before that, of course, if we do stay that late).
They run duck races to win a free visit - they put numbered ducks into a slide chute and the first duck down the chute, and one and a half times around the lazy river loop at the bottom of it, wins a free three-night stay (if the room-holder is present - you have to ask them to put your duck in, then show up). None of us won, but it was funny to show up and see all the adults there, obediently cheering, roaring like bears, and chanting "quack, quack, quack" when directed. And yet, considering the cost of a room and how neat the place is...I was right there with 'em! The first place winner was one floor off from us, the same number. Ah well! It would've been a neat cap to the weekend if someone in our group had won, but the odds were not that good considering the number of rubber duckies in the race. ;)
My back is bothering me a bit. I think I need to lay off carrying the heavier bits around in my purse, and pass the camera bag to Scott. Of course, what I would otherwise apply for this is sitting at home. Oh, well, I will cope.
