WE got home Wednesday about 10 PM after a drive from Springfield, Illinois. We were expecting to get in by 7 PM, but we were on "Road Time" as Kathryn calls it. Just too much to stop and look at.
Stopped at Ernie Edwards' and talked with him for over an hour. He is called "The Old Coot on Route 66" a name he got from Mike Royko and is a true character of the road. He can tell stories for hours about his experiences with folks, including Al Capone and Col. Sanders.
Then had a great lunch at the Bonanza in Lincoln after cruising the square. We like that telephone booth on top of city hall and, of course, that magnificent dome on the court house.
The Bonanza is one of the old chain of steakhouses, where I got my first real job out of college. About $10 will get you a steak, the buffet, and then those melt-in-your hands fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies where you can burn your mouth or hands just like with that first taste of a pizza. Then, there are those fresh-baked rolls. However, they don't throw them at you like at Lambert's Cafe.
More to Come. --RoadDog
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Listen to this man. Seven years of college, you know. Trying to reason with 2020 and, now, 2022.
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