Still two hours of driving and I can’t wait for the sun to sink away into darkness!
It’s amazing when heading west on I-80 – it always seems to be overcast all day, and finally when the eleven hour drive is coming to a close, the sun comes out in full force – and one’s windshield is inundated with dead flying insects. I like sunsets as much as anyone, but not when cruising west at 84 mph.
Interestingly, the inverse happens when traveling east – the sun is blazing from sunrise just until it gets high enough to be out of the sightline of the windshield – then it clouds over.
An OK Crab Bisque and some really good red wine and bread!
I’m back at my undisclosed location in the middle of nowhere. I had thought that this is corn country, as that is all about one sees. But it is really meat country, as the corn, if it doesn’t get processed into idiotically subsidized ethanol, it gets fed to cattle, hogs and chickens. The main purpose of corn is to fatten up beef as fast as possible.
That’s not to say that there are pockets of happy grass-fed cows free to roam until their necks are slit. Hogs, well they no longer have the option to be happy – they spend their lives in a pen slightly bigger than them.
The special local pork dish – great presentation but tough and boring to eat!
So, in celebration of returning to the center of meat universe, I had some pig meat that was supposed to be local at one of the finer eating establishment here in the middle of nowhere. It was dry, tough, and tasteless – but the locals seem to rave anyway.
Here in the heartland, folks have seemed to have lost sight of what real food is. They scarf this stuff down seemingly as cluelessly as these poor cattle eat their corn.
