Jim and I took a drive to the mountains. We wanted to see some of the fall foliage. It.was.fantastic. I was in awe 90% of the time. We headed north and drove the Blue Ridge Parkway!
Trust me. The photos don’t do it justice. I wore rose colored sunglasses which amplified the colors. Intense. Beautiful.
We did visit Boone. It’s a charming town. There’s old and new parts. We drove through the old town part. Charming but busy and a lack of parking. It was 2pm. We were hungry so we decided to scout for a NON-chain restaurant. Every place looked busy. 2pm – dunno why.
We finally came across a place that looked “not so busy”. We walked into this place, Mountain House Pancakes, and it was a knock off of Cracker Barrel only with much more crap. There was a line to get seated. We didn’t have to wait too long. Service sucked. There seemed to have been more bus boys than wait staff. The food was substandard. I thought maybe we’re missing something. Some hidden charm? Everything screamed bargain to me. The ketchup and Sweet n Low packets were off brand Sysco stuff. The “meat” in my club sandwich was a dark weird looking meat. It was the kind that would come in one of those 50 cent packs. Jim thought it might be roast beef. Hmmmm.
As typical when blogging, I researched the place to incorporate information I’ve found. I found many humorous reviews about the place. Here, if you wanna see. Ugh.