Once we got moved into our space at The Alpen Rose RV Park, we settled down for a good long visit with Julie. She had decided not to go into the mountains Jeep riding with Ron and Byron. The plan was to cook steaks on the grill when the men returned. They seemed to be taking their time to get back, when Julie got a phone call and discovered that they had stopped for dinner and would be another hour and a half getting home. We three decided to put the steaks back in the refrigerator and go back into Durango for dinner and fun.
We found the Ore House where Foxy and I had our first dinner after we were married and would have had a forty minute wait to be seated, or eat at the bar. Of course we decided to eat at the bar. We were waited on by the bartender who claimed his name was Trouble, but we later learned it was Mark. He is forty years old, hysterical, and a bit hyper as well, but a good bartender and waiter. He was in constant motion and only broke two glasses while we were there. He also is a skate and a snowboarder and seems to be quite fit. He served us shrimp scampi and scallops which were excellent. We finally departed the Ore House after also meeting a pleasant, young server, Katherine who is a political science major and loves to travel.
Onward and around the corner to the Strater for a nightcap at the piano bar. We quickly found seats upstairs overlooking all of the action and enjoyed the piano music. Best of all, there was a freshman college student who could really make the piano rock and roll, and he got to play several times during our stay. Foxy got him on video and may get it added to this blog. We tried Lemon Drop martinis, which were excellent. Finally it was time to go home and end our unexpectedly lovely evening. I hope Ron and Byron enjoyed their hamburgers as much as we enjoyed our eating out. Happy travels.
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