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I'm
looking back this morning. The address above is a blog I did on Teets
Food Store in Ville Platte, Louisiana. A wonderful family business with
renowned smoked meats and sausages. We posted their website and Luke
asked me if we could repost it since the website has changed. So,
looking back at Ville Platte and Teets Food Store, here is their new web
address: www.teetsfoodstore.com
Yesterday morning we woke to a beautiful sunrise at Cashmere. And we hit the road headed for Leavenworth.
We passed through several smaller towns, but apples and pears are still crawling up the hillsides in this vast river valley.
The
drive to Leavenworth takes you through 10 miles of beautiful rushing
river. Not very photographable on Jim's side of the motorhome. A Beautiful part of driving Highway 2.
Leavenworth
was bypassed by the railroads and was more of a ghost town when some
enterprising entrepreneur thought, why not make it a Bavarian Attraction
since it sits against a beautiful mountain background.
It's not the Matterhorn, but no one seems to mind.
We arrived early, but in no time, the town was teeming with tourists.
The Salmon Festival ended on Saturday. Sunday's major activity-music and art in the park.
We were looky-loos and none of the exhibitors wanted pictures taken of their work.
The whole town is a work of art with its Bavarian style buildings and decorations, so we didn't mind.
We walked and peaked into shops to see what we could see.
We
saw a sign that led us to a nutcracker doll museum. She had thousands
of them, but most were for sale. I like the Nutcracker story, but the
figures don't interest me. I know two people who collect them. I'm sure
there are others.
She
also had little cuckoo clocks. My motorhome clock is on the fritz and
Jim kept encouraging me to buy one. But they looked a bit fragile for
the bumping and shaking a motorhome endures.
The town boasts many murals, and this one shows a Maypole Celebration.
The
town has a Maypole. It reminded me that I was part of a Maypole
Celebration while attending Longfellow school in Hardwood, MI. I
remember it as a spring celebration of flowers. We each held a bouquet
and the girls were interspersed with the boys, who didn't like it and
thought it was silly to walk around the Maypole. Maypoles have to be
tall because the ribbons soon wrap the entire pole. Maypoles are a
tradition of Scandinaviain Germanic cultures, from the 1600's medieval
times. You can barely crane your neck enough to see to the top of this
one.
It
was only 10 A.M. when we passed this German Sausage, kraut and beer
place. We caught the bartender sippin' and a cookin' and singing. But,
it was too early for us to enjoy lunch.
As you can imagine you can buy just about anything here.
From serious hats....
To ridiculous, fun hats.
There was certainly fine things, like these table runners, mats and cloths.
Beautiful boots, shoes, jewelry and clothing.
But, I like to amuse myself with humorous products.
You think it's the cat, but I really had my eye on that cannabis cookbook on the right. Fooled ya"
This is how you judge someone's character. Right?
We were able to resist the licorice ice cream at Scoop Du Jour.
And all the yummy baked treats at Kondidorei's Bakery
The pretzels were just too big for me.
We
walked the five or six blocks of Bavarian themed town and then walked
to the river to see an exhibit of recycled art a challenge for the
Salmon Festival just past. Since we are sitting out a storm over
Steven's Pass, I'll post it tomorrow.
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