Showing posts with label Food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Food. Show all posts

June 20, 2012

Where Did We Eat, What Did It Cost?

Before we left on our trip, we had two ideas about food.  We knew that we would eat out a lot, since experiencing local and regional foods was important to us, and we also thought we would cook many of our own meals.  As things turned out, we did eat out a lot, but we almost never cooked meals from scratch.  What happened?

Even though our kitchen in the RV is tiny, we were fully equipped to cook almost any kind of meal imaginable.  We had purchased a nesting set of cookware that took up very little room and had discovered ingenious silicone cookers that would enable us to cook an entire meal in our microwave/convection oven.  We even had every utensil that we might need.  We were definitely prepared.  We just found that we lacked the motivation to cook.

It all started in Maine when we couldn’t seem to get our fill of local seafood, especially lobster and crab.  After living in landlocked Colorado, we were starved for fresh seafood, and we really looked forward to eating out.  Lobster and crab were a little too messy to try and prepare in the RV, so we left the cooking to someone else.

Maine Lobster Was Hard to Resist
We decided early on that lunch would typically be our main meal of the day.  First of all, lunch is usually less expensive than at dinner.  Second, we looked forward to lunchtime as a nice break from driving or touring.  However, our primary reason was the fact that it was just too inconvenient to go out for dinner.  Once we arrived at a campground and got set up, we simply did not want to turn around and drive back out for dinner.  It just wasn’t worth the hassle, especially once it started getting dark so early.

Eating our biggest meal at lunch meant that we often had leftovers for dinner.  We quickly got into the habit of not cooking, and when we didn’t have leftovers, we learned that we could purchase very good prepared foods at supermarkets or delis.  We were often tired at the end of the day and did not want to add cooking to our list of other evening activities, which included writing blog posts and researching where we should go the next day.

People often wonder if we got tired of eating out every day.  I can honestly say that we did not.  We almost never ate in chain or fast food restaurants and instead sought out local spots that featured “home cooking.”  In nine months I can remember only a handful of restaurants where the food was pretty bad.  Maybe I’m too easy to please.  I will say, however, that while we did not miss our own “home cooking,” we absolutely loved it when friends and family prepared meals for us.  That was a special treat.

Restaurants Featuring Home Cooking Were Not Hard to Find
We loved sampling all sorts of regional foods, from local seafood along both coasts to down home Southern classics, and we were always on the lookout for barbeque.  Then there was pie.  We felt that it was our mission to discover the best pie in the country.  Try as we might to come up with a winner, we just couldn’t choose.  Almost every slice of pie we tried was wonderful.

South Carolina Barbeque
Pie Is Nice
Although we often ate at places that would fit right in on “Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives,” we also treated ourselves to a really elegant dinner from time to time.  We had some very memorable fine dining experiences, especially in Savannah and Yosemite National Park.

An Elegant Christmas Dinner in Savannah
So, I’m sure you’re wondering what all of this food cost.  Our total budget for food was a generous $50 per day, or a total of $14,488 ($9,500 for dining out and $4,988 for groceries).  We hoped that we wouldn’t spend that much, and we didn’t!  Food ended up costing us approximately $13,155, or $45 per day, which also included treating friends and family to meals from time to time.  The final breakdown was $9,200 for dining out and $3,955 for groceries.  We came in under budget one more time!

Could we have saved money on food?  Without a doubt!  However, we don’t regret our choices.  We enjoyed eating out.  Besides, by not cooking at night, we eliminated what could have become a stressful situation at the end of a long day.  We did eat breakfast in the RV virtually every morning.  We made coffee and had cereal with blueberries, a banana and orange juice, just like we always did at home.  It was always a treat when we did go out for breakfast.  We also rarely stopped for coffee and saved our latte money for a favorite dessert, which we always shared.  When we were in an area where there were no restaurants to be found, we even fixed our own lunch.  Picnics in beautiful surroundings were always nice.

We did have to learn a new way of shopping.  I had been accustomed to planning my grocery list around what was on sale, and I often used coupons.  I also loved trips to Costco to stock up on “vats” of things we used in large quantities.  All of that went out the window in shopping for the RV.  First, we couldn’t wait for something to be on sale.  Second, we simply didn’t have room for “vats” of anything.  Instead, we had to buy the most expensive, small size package.  Finding room for an extra box of cereal was a challenge.  Given the small size of our refrigerator, we often had to shop twice or even three times a week.  Murphy’s Law guaranteed that we never ran out of milk, orange juice and half-and-half on the same day, and since there was no room to store an extra container upright in the refrigerator, that meant another trip to the store.

We ended up not minding our frequent stops for groceries, however.  It was interesting to shop in new stores and discover how selections varied in different parts of the country.  We always hoped to find tasty prepared foods that we would enjoy for dinner.  The occasional trip to stores like Whole Foods, Trader Joe’s or local co-ops was always a special delight.  Unfortunately, we did not travel during the season for farmers markets.  That’s one of the things I would have enjoyed.

We Found Wonderful Prepared Foods for Dinner
We Included Local Treats in our Grocery Budget
Now that we’re home, I’m trying to learn to cook again.  It’s amazing how quickly we forget certain skills.  But I’m getting better.  Yesterday I made oven fried chicken and banana bread.  Who knows what I’ll try next.  I even made a run to Costco.  I guess life is getting back to normal.

May 19, 2012

The First National Historical Reserve

We’re back to “civilization” and have an internet connection once again, so I’ll try and catch up on all of our recent adventures in Washington State.  It will probably take me a few days to finish all of the posts, and I thank you for your patience.  The last time I checked in, we were waiting for the ferry to the San Juan Islands.  I had skipped the previous day’s events, so let me backtrack a bit.

On Friday, we finally caught the ferry from Port Townsend to Whidbey Island.  Coupeville is a charming small town in the center of the island and is the second oldest town in Washington State.  We walked along the waterfront through the town’s historic district and found a great local restaurant for lunch.  I had a delicious chicken chili with Rockwell beans.  These highly prized local beans are white with cranberry mottling and have a wonderful flavor.  We even decided to buy a bag of dried beans to take home with us.

Down to the Coupeville Wharf
Historic Downtown Coupeville
Chili with Rockwell Beans
Coupeville is located on Penn Cove, home of the famous Penn Cove mussels.  Unfortunately, we have not been able to sample any mussels because a derelict crabbing boat in Penn Cove caught fire, sank and began to leak oil last week.  The spill resulted in the closure of the cove to shellfish harvesting.  Let’s just hope that there will be no long term impact on this industry.

Penn Cove
While we were in Coupeville, we learned about Ebey’s Landing National Historical Reserve, the first unit of its kind in the National Park system.  This is not your typical national park unit.  Ebey’s Landing is a unique cultural landscape, and the reserve is dedicated to the preservation and enhancement of the historic rural countryside.  The area looks much the same today as it did when it was discovered by New England sea captains and farmers.

What is interesting is that virtually all of the land is privately owned.  Historic farms are still farmed and historic buildings are still occupied.  We followed the driving tour around the reserve where we saw natural prairies and beautiful farmlands, a sandy beach with high bluffs and sweeping views of the Strait of San Juan de Fuca, gently rolling hills and a protected cove.  It was a beautiful drive.  Credit goes to the islanders who have worked and fought to protect their heritage.

Ebey's Prairie and Farmstead
The Beach at Ebey's Landing
Historic Structures, Such as the Davis Blockhouse, Dot the Landscape
We continued to the northern end of Whidbey Island and crossed Deception Pass on an iconic bridge.  The views from the bridge were just spectacular.  We arrived in Anacortes, where the Washington State Ferries depart for the San Juan Islands and British Columbia.  It’s a busy place, especially on weekends and in the summer.

Deception Pass

May 15, 2012

A Sapphire Crescent

Have you ever been to a place that immediately transports you to a peaceful state as soon as you set foot on the property?  A place where you can breathe deeply and put the rest of the world behind you?  Lake Crescent is one of those places for me.  I still have vivid memories of my first visit to Lake Crescent more than twenty years ago, and I was very anxious to return on this trip.

Lake Crescent is a deep, freshwater lake that was carved by glaciers, and it is one of the prettiest lakes in the country in my humble opinion.  There are lots of beautiful lakes, but there is just something about Lake Crescent that speaks to me.  Perhaps it’s the lake’s brilliant blue color and exceptional clarity, its setting among giant fir and hemlock trees or the fact that mountains surround it on all sides.  Perhaps it’s the lake’s relative isolation and the fact that it’s not too large.  Whatever it is, I’m not the only one who feels this way.  Descriptions of Lake Crescent from the early twentieth century refer to it as the “Gem of the Olympics.”

Lake Crescent
A Peaceful Place
Lake Crescent Lodge sits directly on Lake Crescent, and this alone makes it one of my favorite national park lodges.  The lodge is not grand like many national park lodges.  The architecture here is much simpler.  It almost has a residential feel with its shingle siding, cozy sun porch and small, intimate dining room overlooking the lake.  There aren’t too many people milling around the lodge, at least this time of year, which also adds to the serene, low-key atmosphere.

Approaching Lake Crescent Lodge - The Lake Is on the Right
Lake Crescent Lodge Sits Directly on the Lake
The Cozy Sun Porch Is a Favorite Spot
Tim indulged my wishes one more time with a two-night stay at Lake Crescent Lodge.  I’ve learned over the years that you need at least two nights (and preferably many more) in any favorite spot.  By staying two nights you can enjoy one entire day at the property.  A one night stay just doesn’t cut it.  Although I love to stay at national park lodges, I have learned this past year that most are not pet-friendly.  We were therefore surprised to find that the lodges in Olympic National Park allow pets in certain rooms, so we snagged one of the Singer Cottages at Lake Crescent Lodge.

We had delicious meals in the dining room where we enjoyed talking with the young servers.  Fresh sockeye salmon, scallops and risotto with Dungeness crab more than satisfied our seafood craving.  Marionberry crumble and bread pudding satisfied our sweet tooth.  We continue to be impressed with the quality of food at most national park lodges. The dining experience has improved dramatically over the last decade, and many lodges, like this one, emphasize fresh, local products and focus on regional cuisines.

Sockeye Salmon
Scallops on a Bed of Risotto









The weather was divine, just like the food.  The skies were mostly sunny, and it was just a bit cool in the shade but warm in the sun.  We spent much of the day simply sitting in inviting chairs on the lawn next to the lake.  We also took advantage of the rocking chairs on our own porch, where we read and looked out at the lake through the trees.  We couldn’t have had a more relaxing day.

A Perfect Setting for Relaxation
We weren’t complete sloths, however.  Tim decided to rent a kayak to explore the lake, but I had to decline.  I’ve never been in a kayak, I can’t swim, and I felt it unwise for my first experience to be in a glacier-fed lake that’s 624 feet deep.  I did want to be around to finish the trip.  Tim, however, had a great time.  We even tried to entice Kitty into the kayak, but she wanted no part of it.   I think we terrorized her that afternoon - she didn’t even like being on the pier.  Kitty did have fun chasing the resident ducks and spent quite a bit of time dozing in the grass.

Tim Is Off!
How Great for Tim to be Out on the Lake
Kitty Wanted No Part of the Pier
Kitty Did Like the Ducks
Two of the Resident Ducks

















I couldn’t have asked for a nicer visit and hope that I don’t have to wait another twenty years to return.

May 13, 2012

The Olympic Peninsula

We began to make our way yesterday morning to the Olympic Peninsula where we’ll likely spend several days.  On the way, Tim found a Burgerville, where we stopped for lunch.  You may remember that Burgerville is one of my favorite restaurants in the Pacific Northwest, despite the fact that it’s a fast food chain.  On our last stop we only had milkshakes, but yesterday we ate lunch.  One of the things I always try is the seasonal specialties.  This time it was golden fried asparagus spears from the Yakima Valley served with a garlic aioli dipping sauce.  Have you ever heard of a fast food restaurant that serves asparagus?  What a treat!  Naturally, we couldn’t leave without trying the fresh strawberry milkshakes one more time.

Lunch at Burgerville
The northwestern corner of Washington is a bit creepy.  Maybe it’s all the rain, or the isolation, but both Tim and I experienced an odd feeling driving though several of the communities.  It’s not surprising that this area lays claim to Sasquatch, also known as Big Foot, and was the setting for the Twilight saga.

We also began to notice small signs saying Stop Wild Olympics planted in almost every yard on our way up the coast.  We learned that Wild Olympics is a campaign that proposes to add additional protections to certain lands and rivers on the Olympic Peninsula.  It seems that many local residents consider this to be a “900 million land grab.”  Although we also found that this claim is not true, what is clear is that passions certainly run pretty deep here.

Passions Run Deep Here!
On the southwestern end of Olympic National Park is Lake Quinault, a majestic glacier-carved and glacier-fed lake surrounded by the Quinault Rain Forest.  It’s a beautiful lake and was our destination for the day.  We popped into the Lake Quinault Lodge, which sits directly on the lake.  This is a quintessential historic lodge and was designed by the same architect who designed the Old Faithful Inn in Yellowstone National Park.  The expansive porch and green lawn that slopes down to the lake would be a perfect place to relax and unwind. Unfortunately no rooms were available, but we enjoyed exploring the lodge and learning a bit about its history.

Lake Quinault Lodge
The Lodge Has Such a Peaceful Setting
Lovely Lake Quinault
Another Side of Lake Quinault
We found a campground with its own beautiful setting on Lake Quinault, and I hauled my chair down to the lake and soaked up the view and the late afternoon sun.  I think I even fell asleep!  We took advantage of the adjacent restaurant and enjoyed some of the delicious local salmon.  That’s what you eat in the Pacific Northwest.

This morning we admired the largest Sitka spruce tree in the world, and it happened to be located adjacent to our campground.  The Quinault Valley is often called the Valley of the Rain Forest Giants because of the large number of champion conifer trees found here. 

The World's Largest Sitka Spruce
Olympic National Park is known for three distinct “faces,” and we experienced two of them today, the forests and the coast.  Temperate rain forests grow along the coast and are known for their lush, dense vegetation, the result of up to 140 inches of rainfall annually.  We hiked through both the Quinault and Hoh Rain Forests where we saw giant trees and moss and lichen-covered forest floors and learned about this complex ecosystem.  We even hiked by a homestead from 1891 that is being restored to exemplify life in this part of the world.  The weather was gorgeous again today, and it was a bit odd to be hiking though a rain forest with the sun shining.  The mood of the forest was so different in this weather.  It was cheery and happy, not gloomy and eerie as it often is in the rain.

The Hoh Rain Forest
In the Rain Forest
Dripping Moss

















Pretty Wildflowers
Oregon Oxalis















Kestner Homestead
We reached the Pacific Ocean again today where we gazed at the gentle waves and marveled at the huge logs that had been swept ashore as driftwood.  The rain forest virtually touched the beach in most areas, and this section of the coast felt very different than the coast of Oregon and California.  The national park protects the largest stretch of coastal wilderness in the country.

The Pacific Ocean at Kalaloch
That's Mighty Big Driftwood

April 29, 2012

Tiptoe Through the Tulips

Have you ever walked through acres of tulip fields?  We did just that today, and it was a spectacular sight.  The Wooden Shoe Tulip Farm in Woodburn, Oregon, sponsors a Tulip Fest every April.  Tim and I had attended the festival two years ago, and we were so impressed that we wanted to return while we were in the area.

When we walked through the gate and got out first glimpse of the tulip fields, it was hard not to gasp.  It was such an amazing sight.  The tulip fields were a mass of color and seemed to go on forever.  The fields were planted in wide rows of single colors, although there were also areas that contained a mix of colors.  Vibrant reds, soft pinks, deep purples and sunny yellows were just a few of the colors that caught our eyes.  The names of the varieties were also catchy, although Tim came up with a much better name for one of them.  “Red Top, Yellow Belly” had such a nice ring to it.  If you can’t get to Holland to see the tulips, this is a nearby alternative.

Rows and Rows of Tulips
Yellows, Blacks, Pinks. . .
A Riot of Color
Pick a Color, Any Color
Sarah Among the Tulips
Don't We Make Cute Little Dutch Children?
"Red Top, Yellow Belly" Variety
Looking Skyward

















From the tulip fields we traveled to Silver Falls State Park to look at waterfalls.  Oregon has many beautiful state parks, and this is one of the best.  The falls were thundering today and were an impressive sight.

Silver Falls State Park
The Oregon countryside was lovely, and we passed green fields planted with somewhat unusual crops.  Oregon is the grass seed capital of the world and is also known for its Christmas tree farms.  Hops that end up in beer are also grown here on tall trellis systems.  I actually could identify all of these.  (I confess that Kevin had pointed out hops to me several years ago, so I knew what to look for.)

Trellis System for Growing Hops
One of my favorite restaurants in the Pacific Northwest is Burgerville, a fast food restaurant that promotes fresh, local and sustainably-produced food.  It’s not your typical fast food joint.  We had missed In-N-Out Burger while we were in California, but I especially didn’t want to miss Burgerville.  I think it’s so much better.  Even though we had eaten lunch at the tulip festival, we stopped at Burgerville and ordered one of their seasonal milkshakes.  This time of year it’s fresh strawberry.  How delicious.

We ended our day with covered bridges.  Who knew that Oregon has one of the country’s largest collections of these picturesque bridges?  We went to see the ones around Cottage Grove, the “Covered Bridge Capital of Oregon.”  Most were no longer functioning bridges, but we were able to drive the RV through one of them.  How cool was that!  We actually weren’t too tall or too heavy for the Mosby Creek Bridge.

Dorena Bridge
Getting Ready to Drive Through the Mosby Creek Bridge