This is a blog of my five-week exploration of culinary experiences in North Carolina. Baaswell Sheep is accompanying me and offering his own commentary on the trip, although he refuses to go into any place that serves lamb chops.
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Not much to report on the culinary scene today, as we traveled from Mount Airy to Boone, spending most of the day at the New River State Park for some quiet R&R. We bought a sandwich along the way and had a picnic there, though my companion forgot to buy a cold drink and we didn't have any cold ones with us, so we had to make do with water. As it was, my companion was a little under the weather, which was appropriate given the rain off and on during the day, so he didn't do any difficult hiking. However, at one point he walked the River Run trail, which as the name implies runs beside the New River and is pretty flat. On the way back, we sat on a bench for about fifteen minutes, and out of the blue a deer fawn appeared in the tall grass near the path, staring at us from a couple of places, but never coming any closer before running off. Most of the time, though, we sat on the wonderfully large back porch of the visitor's center. He wants to do a waterfall hike on Friday early afternoon, and he's trying to build his energy back up before then if he can. Fun side note: if you remember the old "Home Improvement" TV series, there was the neighbor Wilson, who's mouth they always hid behind something. It started as an accidental fluke, and once realized, they decided to keep it up the rest of the series. I always think about that when we go through this part of North Carolina, as there's a small town listed on signs as "Mouth of Wilson" – I guess we know now where his mouth disappeared to!
Another night where my companion just wanted something simple and quick, so we walked across the street to a pretty nice Wendy's. He ended up getting a chicken caesar salad and a sugar cookie, and says it's nice that they have regular caesar dressing once again – for some period of time they'd replaced it with some kind of lemon caesar, which he never cared for at all.
Please note that all restaurant and product names are used simply for referential purposes and links provided as a courtesy. Reviews are the sole opinions of the reviewer: no restaurant has paid to be listed here, and no restaurant is being explicitly endorsed. In other words, go out there, try them all, and form your own opinions!
Not much to report on the culinary scene today, as we traveled from Mount Airy to Boone, spending most of the day at the New River State Park for some quiet R&R. We bought a sandwich along the way and had a picnic there, though my companion forgot to buy a cold drink and we didn't have any cold ones with us, so we had to make do with water. As it was, my companion was a little under the weather, which was appropriate given the rain off and on during the day, so he didn't do any difficult hiking. However, at one point he walked the River Run trail, which as the name implies runs beside the New River and is pretty flat. On the way back, we sat on a bench for about fifteen minutes, and out of the blue a deer fawn appeared in the tall grass near the path, staring at us from a couple of places, but never coming any closer before running off. Most of the time, though, we sat on the wonderfully large back porch of the visitor's center. He wants to do a waterfall hike on Friday early afternoon, and he's trying to build his energy back up before then if he can. Fun side note: if you remember the old "Home Improvement" TV series, there was the neighbor Wilson, who's mouth they always hid behind something. It started as an accidental fluke, and once realized, they decided to keep it up the rest of the series. I always think about that when we go through this part of North Carolina, as there's a small town listed on signs as "Mouth of Wilson" – I guess we know now where his mouth disappeared to!
