Pasties, Pickled Eggs and Blue Lakes….

I said in my last post that before my feet took root in Kentucky, I wanted to visit family in Tennessee and  attend my niece’s High School Graduation in Michigan.  I spent just one week in Kentucky and then took to the road again, first to Knoxville, Tennessee and then to the Ann Arbor area of Michigan.  My mother and aunt were in Knoxville to visit my cousin for a week so my brother, his family and I went south for a quick 2 day visit.  We had a great time.  I rode a horse for the first time in over 34 years and watched my cousin perform at Dolly Pardon’s Dixie Stampede.  If you’ve never seen the Dixie Stampede, it’s kinda like Ice-Capades on Horseback!  My cousin has been a horse person his entire life and did some pretty cool riding!  The next day Bertha and I were on our way from Tennessee to Michigan to see the graduation…. I can’t believe my niece, the little girl just a few years ago, is now a beautiful young lady… boy how time races by…. she will be a freshman next Fall at Michigan State University, the same place where I was a freshman 30 years ago!  Talk about time racing by…… Life really is too short…. that’s why I have decided to live frugally now and see as much of the world as I can at a young age.  My father passed away at the relatively young age of 61 and never really had a chance to enjoy his retirement!  Almost anyone can amass a fortune, but I have yet to see anyone take that fortune with them into heaven.  What’s my point, enjoy life everyday!  Spend less time trying to be rich with cash and more time trying to be rich with great experiences!

Above, one of the many beautiful lakes in Northern Michigan.  I parked Bertha next to this lake and had a wonderful view during lunch!

Below, in honor of my father, I decided to skip the healthy salad for lunch and indulge in some of his favorite Michigan foods!  My father loved lots of weird foods.  Stuff like beef tongue, pickled eggs and pickled beets were just a few of the less-than-normal dishes he liked.  Not really a weird food, but definitely a northern Michigan favorite, the “Pasty” was one of my Dad’s favorites too.  Not to be confused with what strippers wear to cover their boobies (pasties)… but rather the meat filled pastry called a “Pasty.”   As you can see below on the Trailer, the plural of Pasty is Pasties?  Hmmm…. interesting!  They are very tasty too… the “Pasty” that is….

Above, the meat-filled pie known as the “Pasty.”

Below, a few more of my father’s favorites… pickled eggs and polish sausages, I too like them!  Might be a Prilosec night!?



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I am an adventure-loving American man, with a severe case of wander-lust and a desire to experience as much of this wonderful world as humanly possible. Every place I have visited or lived has taught me something about life and helped me grow. For me, traveling opens my eyes to how similar the human race is, yet at the same time, how unique we all are. I hope this blog will motivate you to put down the TV remote, dust off your backpack and decide to take a chance on an adventure. It can be a walk in a new neighborhood 2 miles from home or a trip to a far off distant land. I have lived in or visited over 50 countries during my life and hope to see many more. I want to share my experiences. I hope you enjoy the blog. -WAND3R3R, Somewhere on the Globe, 2014.