Friday, April 23, 2010

Steve and Tracy Visit Phoenix

Steve and Tracy came out to visit for a long weekend and we packed it with plenty of fun in the sun. The afternoon they landed we headed directly for the Glendale Jazz and Blues Festival and chilled out by the jazz stage. The highlight of the day was Dominic Amato tearing it up with his smooth jazz sax complemented by Thano Sahnas on guitar and a stellar rhythm section.



Their groove was infectious and we were all thrilled with the festival. The next day we headed north. The American Southwest is filled with scenic roads worthy of the venerable road trip but there isn’t always time available to cruise for days or weeks at a time to get away from it all. There are, however, shorter excursions worthy of rolling down the widows and letting the world roar by even if for just a day. One such trip is the back way from Phoenix to Flagstaff. Heading north on Highway 93 past Wickenburg the road winds through the small town of Congress and up the mountain to Yarnell. We grabbed breakfast at the Ranch House in Yarnell because, as with most small out of the way diners, the food comes piled high and service is provided with a smile. Continuing on to Prescott the road becomes a curvy and thrilling joyride leading directly to the courthouse square.



Pulling over to stretch our legs on Whiskey Row we did some window shopping and got some ice cream then headed further north. The pavement once again twists and turns up the mountain and passes through the eclectic town that was once home to a mining empire and is now filled with artsy shops and cozy pubs. The view from Jerome overlooking the Verde Valley was spectacular. Continuing north on 89A lead us through Cottonwood and into Sedona.



We stopped at the Chapel of the Holy Cross (built into the red rocks) then ate at the Cowboy Club and continued on our way.


The route through Oak Creek Canyon to Flagstaff has been mentioned in nationally published articles as one of the most scenic drives in the country, unfortunately though, it was already past sunset. On the edge of Flagstaff the road passes directly in front of the entrance to Fort Tuthill and we stopped there for the night. Although it was in the 80’s in Phoenix winter still lingered in the high country as there were still mounds of snow surrounding our cabin.


The city of Flagstaff is home to Northern Arizona University and is the gateway to the Grand Canyon. The historic downtown district houses numerous blocks of shops, bars, hotels and restaurants and we were all very pleased with our breakfast at MartAnne’s CafĂ©.


The small and funky eatery was the perfect place to fuel up with a Southwestern breakfast for the trip back down the mountain. The coffee was great and the fratelliquiles (pork and eggs wrapped in a tortilla and covered with green chili salsa) was phenomenal. More window shopping then we headed back to Phoenix. The next day we went to Christine’s restaurant, Toscana, and had a wonderful lunch and Chef Bernard gave Steve the grand tour. Christine surprised us by sending out her signature desert, strawberry shortcake. It is no ordinary shortcake mind you.


Hers is more of a cross between a scone and a sweet biscuit covered in fresh strawberries and topped with freshly made whipped cream. We also had a wonderful dinner with Corey downtown at a terrific Jamaican restaurant called Breadfruit.


The waitress was fantastic and the food was incredible, as was the conversation. Unfortunately their trip was quickly winding down as all good things must come to an end but I am certain there will be more good times ahead for us all.

Friday, April 16, 2010

Farmington, MO - State Parks


I went back to Farmington to visit mom in the hospital but the doctor adjusted her scheduled chemo dates so I was in town a few days prior to round 2.  If it were not for the new hairdo one would be hard pressed to believe that just a few weeks previously she had been hospitalized for a month of in-patient chemotherapy.  Still an energizer bunny.  Utilizing the days before her return to the hospital to explore a few of my old running grounds of the 70’s we headed out on a day trip to Elephant Rocks and Johnson’s Shut-ins State Parks. 


Named for the enormous size of the granite boulders scattered about the forest Elephant Rocks is a great place for a casual hike in the country.  There is a very well maintained trail that loops around the entire park and offers several scenic overlooks as well as access for those that wish to climb to the top of the rocks. 

 
Upon finishing the circuit we headed down the road towards the shut-inns and stopped for lunch in village of Caledonia.  Before eating we stopped in the Old Village Mercantile that is remarkably restored to its previous glory as a general store filled with dozens of barrels of old time candies.  The store has a coffee shop and bakery in addition to its large collection of antiques and quilts.   

It is truly an amazing place that you’d love to spend hours browsing in but we were still headed to another state park.  Johnson’s Shut-Ins is on the Black River and refers to a section of the river that narrows due to massive rock walls and in the river the swift moving current cascades over and around a maze of rocks.   


The first time I ever went to the Shut-Ins was to watch a kayak competition there while I was in high school.  I spent numerous summer days there cliff diving during the summer before I shipped out to boot camp.  In 2005 however, the park was devastated by a catastrophic flood and was not fully operational again until the summer of 2009.  A very nice boardwalk now leads out along the river making for easy access to a beautiful river experience. 


Shortly after our day trip it was back to Saint Louis and the isolation ward for another 30 days of chemo.  Mom was thrilled however, when she received a care package from Jennifer with Moose slippers that Jenn and Dustin picked up in a houseshoe specialty shop at the Mall of America during their relocation drive across the country.


Wednesday, March 10, 2010

The Union of Jennifer and Dustin

Our beautiful daughter Jennifer married Dustin Awiza at the Pocono Mountain Resort on the Sixth of March, 2010.  The resort was shrouded in the powder of winter which had the lake perfectly suitable for ice skating.  With guests traveling from across the country  the resort offered a perfect respite from the trappings of everyday life and provided the perfect setting for a romantic and secluded ceremony.  Guest cabins surrounded the lake and were equipped with fireplaces and were quite comfortably furnished.















The lodge is just a short trip from the cabins and is used exclusively for weddings and banquets so the staff realized every need and delivered remarkable service before, during and after the ceremony.  Jennifer, Dustin and their friends decorated the lodge with an earthy theme.  They placed plants and flowers on the tables and used polished rocks as place markers with names written on the rocks.  The nuptials took place under an arched trellis that was adorned with a whimsical mix of greenery and branches.  The Maid of Honor, Amber, and Best Man, Parker, performed flawlessly as neither dropped or forgot the wedding rings.
 Jenn and Dustin wrote their own vows and were thoughtful enough to mention grandparents that were not able to travel to the wedding.  They hired a wonderful guitarist to perform the wedding march and he played through the cocktail hour that followed the vows.  Immediately following the ceremony the wait staff served an unending choice of raspberry champagne, Chardonnay or Merlot and brought out tray after tray of delicious Hors D'Oeurves while the bar was opened and remained that way throughout the evening.  Trays of shrimp, quesadillas, deviled eggs with various toppings and aperitif glasses filled with a tomato cheese soup garnished with a mini wedge of toast were all fabulous.  Following the cocktail hour a buffet dinner was served and it too was excellent.  Vegetable stuffed ravioli, pulled pork, potato salad, spring mix salad with vinaigrette, carved beef, and several other dishes were marvelously prepared in the kitchen on-site.

Earlier in the afternoon Christine decorated the wedding cake with flowers Jennifer had picked out to complement her bouquet.  The cake was beautiful and tasted as good as it looked. Following dinner the DJ took over and the dance floor was crowded the rest of the evening.  The Bride and Groom drinks, the Berrylicious Martini and Thrillseeker, flowed like champagne and the party was alive with celebration.  Jenn and Dustin gave all of the beautifully potted plants away so that friends and family would have a living memory of their special day.  After the reception the party continued in the cabins and from several reports I can neither conform nor deny that it may have lasted until 6:00 the following morning for a few die-hard wedding fans.
The next day luggage was packed and cars headed back to the rat race but all are certain to have fond memories of the day Jenn married Dustin in the Poconos!

Christine, Corey and I did not have the opportunity to spend very much time with Dustin's family so we drove to Montoursville, PA and spent the afternoon with Rick and Kim Awiza.  They own a charming watch and clock repair store, RA Time Capsule (www.ratime.com), in downtown Montoursville.  We enjoyed a late lunch just down the street at Cellini's Submarine House and I thoroughly enjoyed my very first Italian Grinder along with some great conversation.  Rick is a remarkably quiet and introverted guy, exactly what you might think of when you picture a person that rebuilds complex timepieces for a living.

Just kiding Rick.  Don't shoot.
We really enjoyed our afternoon visiting with Dustin and his parents.  But it was so difficult to get Rick to open up.  Dustin grabbed the tab before we could, again.  Thanks Dustin!

We eventually had to say goodbye to everyone then Christine, Corey and I headed back to our cabin at the lodge for one last night's stay. The next morning we headed out in search of The Big Apple.  We drove through Eastern Pennsylvania across New Jersey and into Staten Island.  After unloading our luggage at the hotel we drove 5 minutes to the Staten Island Ferry and crossed the Hudson, passing by the Statue of Liberty, and landed on the southern tip of Manhattan at Battery Park.  We took to the streets and walked north stopping briefly at Wall Street then for a few minutes at ground zero.  The area where the twin towers once stood seemed much larger on the television.  It was still quite somber being there several years after the tragedy of September 11, 2001.


























 












 













We then headed northeast to Chinatown and enjoyed fresh pastries to tide us over until dinner.  Fortunately Little Italy was not far away.
Lombardi's is "America's First Pizzeria" and they still use the coal fired oven dating to 1905.  We had Caesar salad that was made correctly (with a hint of anchovy) then Corey had a huge calzone and Christine and I shared a pizza.  Their menu is quite simple with no choice of pizza type.  They all start as a basic Margherita (tomato, mozzarella and basil) then you have a choice of a dozen or so toppings.  Christine had roasted peppers on her half and I went with anchovies.  It was a wonderful meal complemented with a couple glasses of wine but the best part was when Corey picked up the tab.  Thanks Corey!
After a leisurely meal we walked a couple blocks down Mulberry Street to the Ferrar Bakery and Cafe.  The pastries and coffee were very good and following desert we hopped on the subway headed to Times Square.

Times Square certainly did not disappoint.  Neon light up the night sky and it felt a bit like being on the strip in Vegas.  It was nice seeing the Times Square Armed Forces Recruiting Station and NYPD's finest guarding it at night.

Just a couple blocks from the square is Radio City Music Hall and Rockefeller Center.

Following our whirlwind tour of Manhattan we jumped back on the subway then caught the ferry to Staten Island.
The next morning we headed to Baltimore to catch our return flight from BWI but had a very important lunch stop planned.  About a year ago we had seen a show on the Food Network that highlighted Philly Cheesesteak.  The main rivalry was between Pat's and Geno's, two restaurants across an intersection from each other.  We had to stop and taste for ourselves.  South Philly is NOT a destination I would recommend for any other reason than satisfying your cheeseteak craving.  The intersection of 9th and Passyunk is at the epicenter of the cheesesteak battle and lies in a multi-ethnic neighborhood that is extremely rundown.  Filthy and disgusting in every direction away from the intersection, the two steak kings manage, however, to keep the immediate area pleasing to the eye.

Geno's or Pat's, who makes the best cheesesteak?  Christine and Corey went to Pat's and I bought a sandwich at Geno's then met up with them back across the street at Pat's.  We got the classic cheesesteak, "whiz with", meaning a steak sandwich with cheese whiz and grilled onions.  Although both were fantastic, Christine and I agree that we liked Geno's better.  Geno's slices their rib eye and Pat's chops theirs.  We thought the texture was better sliced and the bread was a bit better from Geno's too.
After lunch we made our way to the airport and arrived back in Phoenix late that evening.  It was a wonderful trip.  We gained a great son-in-law, enjoyed seeing Jennifer brimming with joy and had a fantastic time with Rick and Kim in Montoursville.  We are now looking forward to visiting Jenn and Dustin in the Seattle area once they get settled and we have time to work off the pounds we gained from this trip.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Goat Camp Trail, White Tanks Mountains (Phoenix)


The White Tanks Mountains lie to the west of Phoenix in the Valley of the Sun. Being thankful for a federal holiday due to the "discovering" of America by Columbus I headed to the mountains in order to discover more of Arizona. The Goat Camp Trail in its entirety is 6.4 miles long one way but there is a white tank at 2.25 miles and a convenient turnaround point for a shorter hike. The first mile and a half is fairly flat but the trail is quite rocky in several sections so hiking boots are advised. Just past the first 1.5 miles the trail ascends 1200 feet in less than a mile.

One of the parks "white tanks" is at the top of the climb. The tanks are formed by flash floods that have occured over several millennia. The water pours down the canyons and drops over ledges carving out tanks that expose the white granite. The return trip is a fun downhill romp and there are great views to the east where downtown Phoenix can be seen from time to time. The entire 4.5 mile round-trip can be easy accomplished in 2 hours. I have hiked this trail numerous times and have never encountered more than a handful of other hikers on any occasion.
Equipment used:
Merrell hiking boots
Mid weight hiking socks
Shorts
T-shirt
Camelbak
Camera
Clif Mojo Mountain Mix bar (yum)

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta 2009


I don't believe the pioneers of manned balloon flight that first lifted off from Annonay, France in the late eighteenth century ever imagined pigs, cacti, or spaceships sharing the same airspace but I witnessed all of the above in the skies over New Mexico this morning. What an incredible sight it was during a "Dawn Patrol" launch. Hundreds of special shape and classic shape balloons filled the Balloon Park then just after sunrise they rose up and drifted away.

It never occurred to me how casual a ballooning event would be. The Albuquerque Balloon Park is a very well developed venue for the massive annual event that sees hundreds of balloons launching in dozens of events the first part of October every year. The park hosts a large museum dedicated to all things hot air. Beyond the museum is a nicely paved concourse that allows for all of the vendors and stages to be accessible without getting muddy feet should there be in-climate weather. Below the concourse are terraced grassy fields that serve as launch pads for the balloons. What I found casual was that spectators are allowed access to the launch fields and are free to roam around and mingle with the crews that launch and fly the balloons.

The balloons are amazing. The special shapes are quite incredible and definitely captivated the spectators.





For a great adventure in the Albuquerque area reserve a few days early in October next year to check out the 2010 Balloon Fiesta. You'll probably see a few things you never imagined would be possible.


Pigs were seen flying.



Cacti too.



Even a spaceship.