« Home | Quote of the Week » | What happens in the blog, actually doesn't stay in... » | Hiatus » | The toes are out of hibernation! » | I'm a criminal » | Basketball- nice to meet you » | She said YES!!! » | Four Things » | Attenion all passengers: United Airlines can kiss ... » | Soooooo past my bedtime »


Originally uploaded by oubrandi.
Last night my office treated all of us to an evening at the Prairie Rose Chuckwagon Supper. It does not get more country-western cowboy than this joint. So Shelton and I, along with a few friends from work, decided to dress the part. I found these awesome red cowboy boots at the Goodwill last weekend for $2.00. I bought the hat and bandana at Wal*Mart and oddly enough I had everything else I needed.

We were all given matching t-shirts. The front had a picture of one of our guys dressed as a cowboy and under his picture said "Cowboys". Then second photo had the pic of another guy from work who is from India... and under his photo said "Indians". The back said "Why can't we all just get along?"

Before heading out to the family-fun Prairie Rose, we decided to stop at this absolute hole-in-the-wall for a drink. We wanted an authentic cowboy feeling joint so that one, it felt all down-home like and two, we'd fit in. We stayed about an hour... Shelton spent the whole time talking to the bartender about God knows what.

Upon arrival at the Prairie Rose, we were served bbq brisket with all the fixins... and thank God for the fixins because the food was decent, but really not all that great.

After dinner the cowboy quartet do a little song and comedy show. Fairly entertaining. Music was decent. But not enough to hold our attention for 2 hours so we left.

It was all-in-all a rootin' tootin' good time. You can visit Prairie Rose for yourself right here

after those boots, i have seen it all.


Post a Comment

Links to this post

Create a Link