We are doing what we do best each winter, eating and being entertained. Much too busy to be bothered with a blog post, I guess, so since we’re leaving tomorrow morning for a week on the road, I thought I’d better let you know where we are and where we’re going.
First off, Desert Trails provides an almost-captive audience for at least 2 groups per week. Mostly we hear oldies and bluegrass, some groups much better than other. This past week, though, we had a group called the Silver Threads Trio which we assumed might be another bluegrass group. Well, with a banjo, a guitar and a washboard, what would you expect? Believe me, this group was not typical bluegrass! Folk music, yes, but three part harmony sung by young women whose voices are far above the level of most bluegrass vocals.
Tonight we heard a unique instrument, an 18-string guitar, one of only 3 in the United States. Johnny Bencomo, the guitarist, is unique no matter what he plays and almost his entire performance is playing audience requests. Last year he told us that it isn’t hard to play, you just play it like a fat 6-string. He makes that guitar sound like a harp and you would swear it adds vocal harmony sometimes. And the ghost riders in the sky? You almost want to look around the room to see where they are! All that for the price of whatever you want to drop in the coffee can as it goes around.
Although I cook most of our meals at home (I know that’s a shock), we do eat out occasionally and Saturday night we and our neighbors, David and Judy Weir, went out for steak.
They told us about Fred’s Arena and Steakhouse and we took them there. Fred’s is not what you’d call on the beaten path. In fact, it’s miles from anywhere, past “a bunch of mailboxes” and left on a dirt road. The waitstaff cooks the steaks themselves at the open fire in the middle of the room.
It turns out to be a fun place…well, except for the fact that Denver was losing their televised football game and the very loud lady at the table next to us was a Denver fan.
We’ve already eaten at our favorite Mexican restaurant, Ole’, where we topped off Sunday dinner with the best tres leches cake I’ve ever eaten. The owner’s wife makes it and only in small quantities, so we were fortunate to get our portion. I’d love to have her recipe except that I’d probably eat too much of it!
Tomorrow we’re headed for Quartzsite where we will again be joined by bus owners from numerous states and 150,000 or so of our “closest friends” for a huge flea market of new and used stuff and of course, the Big Tent. But more on that later.