Ichabod and I used to go to St Louis every Spring around Memorial Day. They have a fantastic
botanical garden there. We haven't been there in quite some time. We do need to go again.
On one of those long weekends we decided to spend a day someplace besides right in St Louis. Hannibal, MO was our destination of choice. I love to go on guided tours through caves. The cave there is a dry cave, no running water anymore. It was a nice place to have town meetings in the middle of the summer back before air conditioning.
It is also the cave that Mark Twain wrote about in The Adventures of Tom Sawyer. The guides are good there. They can tell you what part of the story happened at the different places in the cave. I recommend it to anyone.
After our cave tour we decided to get something to eat. We were in an old industrial part of town and I believe it was a Sunday. Not much was open. Then we found a restaurant, Granny's Kitchen.
I don't know why we didn't turn tail and run to the nearest Burger King but, hey, I guess we like adventure. The place was dilapidated. The tables and chairs were all mismatched and appeared to be from the 1950's. The plastic placemats were either glued to the tables or else the tables were so dirty that the placemats were stuck forever. We still didn't run.
The owner must have been Granny. She was sitting watching a rerun of The Streets of San Francisco. It must have pained her to have to leave her show, but we were paying customers.
She brought us menus and we decided on burgers and fries. I figured if she'd have to cook everything, maybe it wouldn't be too contaminated. I also take bathroom breaks whenever I get a chance. This one was narrow and slanted downhill. It wasn't until I was done going that I realized there was no sink in it. That just about did it for me, but still we stayed.
When she brought our cans of soft drink she had styrofoam cups we could use rather than drink straight from the can. Again a clue, the cups all advertised a bail bonds place, as did the big calendar on the wall.
If any health official had ever been close to there it was only to pick up his bribe money. I hope the bribe wasn't in food. Anyway, we both, intrepidly, ate our meals. Then we paid and got out of there.
I still can't believe neither one of us contracted food poisoning. They say whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger. If it doesn't make you stronger it can, at least, make good blog fodder.