Franks Diner



17 August 2009
We slept in late and it was lovely. About 10:00, Ian and Ashley showed up and we went to a local must-visit diner in Kenosha called Franks Diner. The wait is sometimes long, but always well worth it!
Frank's Diner with Friends
Here, Marita Beth, Ian & Ashley stand patiently in front of the joint as I try to make a decent photo out of it. Since the humidity was high (and visible) and I was standing in the street, I didn’t spend too much time on it – this is the best of the batch.
After the late breakfast/lunch at Franks, we took Ian and Ashley back to the festival as they needed to get on the road to Michigan (their show opens in 4 days). We relaxed a bit and did essentially nothing until 6 when we headed back into Kenosha to go visit a newly opened Irish Pub called Ashling on the Lough. We had a delightful, if slightly expensive, meal with Sean, Adrianne, Amber, Kelly & John then finally made our way back to the site so that I could prepare myself for my work trip into Chicago early the next morning. It was a great day!
Cheers.

~KR (Written on 22 August 2009)

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Bristol Family . . . and Artemis



Artemis on the Step

20 August 2009

Okay, yesterday, I was mopey . . . I’m sorry. I miss my husband. Our visit together was almost entirely wonderful, and even when it wasn’t wonderful it was good. And always, when he has to leave I get sad.

I am determined to be over it, today, because, he’s where he needs to be and I’m where I need to be, and in just about three short weeks, that’ll be the same place! I am lonely, and anxious to be with him again, but it will go fast. And the cute cat helps!

So, today, I got up when he called me, had a wonderful chat with him as I woke up, and then, as he arrived at work, I got dressed and headed to breakfast with Bristol family at Franks Diner. I didn’t actually get to serve coffee this morning, but we sure had a fun breakfast. The girls Chris and Lynn, who own the place, had reserved the back room for us, so there was no waiting for a table. And, since most of us that were there today, are now recognized as “family,” we got awesome service and personal attention. That we all love the place regardless, is a fact, but this was a fun morning event.

I did a bunch of computer work in the early afternoon, some sewing in the later part of the day, and then, at about five, I hitched a ride with Kelly and John to go to Maron and Meredith’s house in Lake in the Hills for what has become our annual Cuban dinner night. As always the food was delicious and the company was outstanding—a different branch of my wonderful Bristol family. Since I got to ride shotgun, Kelly slept on the way home and I got to have a wonderful conversation with John, learning more about him, his work, and about myself! That he is a remarkable guy and I’m fortunate to call him friend—is quite the understatement.

One special note about today is that Kyle had his first job interview for the new position he is looking at within American Airlines Cargo. Seems it went well, and more interviews will follow—the first of those is tomorrow. So, send positive thoughts his way! Whatever happens, I am very proud of him.

I love you, sweetheart!

~MB




Empty and Alone



Empty and Alone

19 August 2009

It is hard not to dwell on being alone tonight, and the goodbye part of the day.

I put Kyle on a plane toward home today, and although I spent the afternoon in retail therapy, and the evening among fabulous girlfriends . . . I still feel pretty much alone.

This is a photo of the wine bottle we opened last night, and that I finished off tonight. Alone.

I miss you, Kyle.

~MB




MB Takes a Rest with Beer



16 August 2009
Slightly better temperature wise today, but the humidity still beat me into submission. I didn’t really start moving about until well after noon when I did finally don a costume and wander about the village that is Bristol Renaissance Faire. It’s a lovely festival. Marita Beth & I strolled a bit, but between my overall weather-related discomfort and her back, we didn’t walk much. Besides, she had a shop to run. We bought each other some belated Anniversary gifts then I returned to the booth and chatted with all these friends of mine that I get to see all too infrequently. I suppose they make putting up with the heat a little more bearable.

Here, Marita Beth is at rest while I stand in line to fill my pint glass (in her hand) with more beer.
At Rest
Cheers.

~KR (Written on 20 August 2009)

Listening to:
McConnell’s Rant by Shooglenifty
from Troots

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Lambchops & Potatoes



15 August 2009
My first day at Bristol and I was so tired and so worn out by the oppressive humidity that I holed up in front of a fan most of the day. I did try to watch the Arsenal v Everton match through the magic of streaming video on the internet but my connection speed was so lousy that I couldn’t really enjoy the game. It cooled off substantially by dinner time, thank goodness. So, when MB and I joined Kat, Stephen, John, Kelly, Ginger and our host for the evening, Ken, it was fairly comfortable. The batch of us enjoyed excellent food in the form of Lamb Chops, Potatoes, Pickled Brussell Sprouts, Artichoke Hearts, Asparagus and Squash which we gleefully accompanied with a fine selection of wines hand-picked by Ken – who if nothing else is an extraordinarily knowledgeable lover of wine. The evening, the food, the wine & the company were excellent. If only the weather had cooperated a bit more for my journey North.
Lamb Chops & Potatoes
Thank you, Ken.
Cheers.

~KR (Written on 20 August 2009)

Listening to:
Haunted When The Minutes Drag by Love & Rockets
from Seventh Dream of Teenage Heaven

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Lake Geneva—Incredible



Lake Geneva

18 August 2009

Breakfast this morning in the MBistro . . . Kyle and I, Kelly and John, Gregg and Susan, Stephen . . . although not all at the same time. Stephen said his goodbyes and headed to the airport shortly after Kyle went to work this morning. Yep. That’s what I said—Kyle went to work. That was pretty cool . . . he had arranged weeks ago to spend his day training folks at the Cargo facility at O’Hare. I wish he could arrange such things more often when I’m up here! ;-) His plans were a bit thwarted once he got there, but, he rolled with the punches and did a presentation in a meeting rather than the training he was prepared to do. The upside for me was that he finished earlier than he might have otherwise, and we had most of the afternoon to amuse ourselves on this, his last day in Wisconsin.

We decided on a whim, to drive west out Highway 50 to the beautiful little town of Lake Geneva. It’s about a forty-five minute drive or so, and a lovely one, at that. We parked, fed a meter, and began a leisurely walk of the little downtown zone. A bit touristy, but just my flavour of fun! And, to make it more Kyle’s flavour of fun, we stopped into a couple of pubs here and there along the way and sampled brews that were new to him. We spent some time right at the lakefront, watching people and taking photos. My photo today is one of those.

About the time we were feeling our feet, and the stores were all closing, we got a text from Delaenya asking what our dinner plans were. Spontaneity being in no short supply today, we said “yes” to the invitation to join a group for sushi and hibachi. We did take the scenic route around and through the town of Lake Geneva, looking at houses, and dreaming a bit of how incredible it would be to live there. I told Kyle, this is my sort of little town—cute homes, lots of green, beautiful water, close enough to big cities—it actually reminds me a lot of many little towns in my part of New York. (Of course, I know that’s a huge part of why I love Wisconsin so much!)

We were the first to arrive at dinner, with George soon thereafter, and the group of nine was seated by 7:15 or so. Kyle and I split a steak and salmon hibachi meal and it was fabulous! This was my first time to Honada Restaurant this season and I must remember to visit again, if only for their California rolls!

We were home early enough from dinner that we opened a bottle of wine and began to watch a movie, but both of us were tired before it was over. Fortunately, we’d chosen a light favourite we are both very familiar with, and we did last through all the Edna scenes! “No capes!”

The Incredibles. The name of the movie, and perfect word for our week together. Incredible fun. Incredible experience. Incredible learning. Incredible food. Incredible music. Incredible places. Incredible friends. Incredible love. That trip to the airport tomorrow will be incredibly hard.

~MB




Kenosha's Lakeshore in Fog



Lake Michigan in Fog

17 August 2009

Monday. A day meant for relaxing. I finished all my work for Pendragon and was ready to head to breakfast by 10 a.m. We met Ian and Ashley, and headed to the predetermined spot—Franks Diner. I’ve written about Franks before, and many of our Daily KRuMB readers may have been there, or even seen the place spotlighted on foodie shows on TV. But, one thing for sure—the place is an experience not to be missed!

I’ve never been there when it was as busy as it was today. We waited nearly forty minutes for our seats, which wound up being at the counter—also a first for me. Although, initially I was disappointed to not be in a booth, that quickly gave way to fascination as I watched the grill cook (her name is Shawna, although I have no idea how to actually spell it) make pancakes and bacon and eggs, and their signature “garbage plates” with amazing skill and speed. We were seated right behind her and were frequently charmed when she’d insert herself into our conversation. I now consider myself a part of the Franks family, so when we needed coffee, I simply got up, grabbed a pot and poured. Of course, the unwritten rule is if you do that, you also run the gauntlet and offer it up to the whole place! And, when Kyle needed another Coke, I went to the fridge and grabbed that, too. It’s a fabulous little slice of Kenosha, with a fun and interesting history, and it really is a “must do” on a trip up here.

After the hot weekend, today was much cooler, so Lake Michigan was literally shrouded in fog. It was so lovely, I wanted to see it up close and take some photos. Unfortunately, the only one that was any good at all, is the one I chose for my photo of the day. After a quick tour around the lakeside zone, we came back to site and said our goodbyes to Ian and Ashley, on their way to the Michigan Renaissance Festival. They open next weekend (as does Minnesota) and will overlap us here at Bristol for the final three weekends of our show. A number of crafters, workers and their trailers will vanish from our site this week as our community starts to scatter to other shows.

After a relaxing siesta at the booth and a visit with Stephen, Kyle and I headed back out to meet Sean and Amber and Adrianne (and Kelly and John) at their favourite new local spot—Ashling on the Lough (pronounced like loch). Created by the owners of our Milwaukee favourite, County Clare, this is a charming Irish pub located in the Marina district of Kenosha. It’s in a new building, but is decorated appropriately with dark wood and stained glass and welcoming words on the walls. One of the best quotes: “Profanity makes ignorance audible.”

Kyle and I arrived earlier than everyone else, so we amused ourselves at the bar, chatting with the bartender, Adam. I was specifically and truly amused by a new little gizmo I’d never seen before . . . a glass rinser that sprays water out of a five-spoked wheel, only when you upend the glass and apply pressure over it. Brilliant! Adam wisely labeled it a “beer-det” (beerday). I swore right then and there that when Kyle and I have the house of our dreams someday, it will contain one of those!

Dinner was lovely, if a little pricey, and we had a fabulous time with our wonderful friends. I know we will be back to that spot in the future.

And, sadly, our together time is winding down this week. Trying not to think about it. In denial.

~MB




Bristol VI Bloody Mary Sunday



Bristol VI Bloody Mary Sunday

16 August 2009

Another sticky, humid day at Bristol . . . almost as if the weather was mocking us. Kyle so dislikes the hot and humid, and yet here we are—hot and humid. Just watch . . . it’ll be gorgeous next weekend!

Anyway, it was practically a carbon copy of yesterday—some felt it was worse, others felt it was better. I was in the “better” category, so today I donned multiple skirts and a comfortable bodice, rather than just the velvet dress. And, Kyle put on a simple ensemble as well, so that when we walked around a wee bit, we were presentable. It was simply too hot for us to walk much—I don’t know how our patrons do it! I’m just glad they do! We did procure for Kyle a lovely new mug, and for me a new handmade broom. The fourteenth anniversary’s traditional gift is ivory and in modern times has been replaced with “gold jewelry.”  But, I figure, since on our fifth anniversary, we did gold jewelry, and traditionally should have done wood, we’re all even now!  :-)

As has become our norm, it being Sunday, the day started (after coffee) with bloody marys. And, it was quite the pouring, today! Not only did I get to share with Kyle, but we also shared our Sunday tradition,  with John and Ian and Ashley and Gregg and Susan and Maron and Meredith, in addition to my Bristol usuals, Kelly and Sean and Paul! It was fun, and I will finally have to go buy more fixings for next week!

Big dinner tonight at Red Robin—average food, perhaps, but they are so good at dealing with our big parties.  Tonight, the manager asked specifically for our schedule for the next few weeks so she could arrange to work when we might come in!  I guess they enjoy us, as much as we appreciate them.  That’s pretty sweet!

~MB




Our Dinner Host



Ken's Dinner 2

15 August 2009

I would have given just about anything for the weather today to have been like the weather we had here the first three or four weekends of faire. But, instead, I’m afraid it was eighty-something degrees and so humid it dripped water from the sky. Ugh. Not the weather my husband enjoys. It was a t-shirt and shorts for him, and much of his day was spent sitting in front of a fan. But, we were at least in the same state, and although we didn’t walk around the faire, I did get to see quite a bit of him throughout the day.

At the end of the day, we all changed clothes and a party of eight climbed the stairs to Ken’s upper room for his private dinner and wine party. Oh . . . my . . . goodness. What a lovely evening we had. Food prepared specifically for the event—ordered by Ken, and catered by John Myers; Wine carefully chosen by Ken, based on his expertise, and the amazing company of a group of friends-become-family. Brilliant!

My photo is of this wonderful man that is my neighbour here at Bristol–pictured here, quintessentially surrounded by wine bottles, glasses and gourmet quality food. Although his Excalibur Leather, and Pendragon Costumes of which I am proud to be the manager for 16 years now, sometimes compete for a patron’s dollar, those times are rare. Instead, we have the perfect combined ability to dress a customer from head to toe. Being neighbours has worked out so much better than either of us could ever have hoped. And in the process, a fabulous friendship has blossomed and grown.

Ken Wilson is a much-respected crafter and merchant at Renaissance festivals around the country. As a thirty-plus-year veteran, I consider him a mentor of sorts. I look to him for his unique perspectives and I learn from him with every conversation. From simple lessons about buying wine to the art of schmoozing, he has enriched mine and Kyle’s lives over the years we have built our friendship. He is as interesting and complex as the wine he chooses to serve, and I am indeed blessed to count him among my friends.

~MB




Milwaukee



14 August 2009
We got a bit of a late start, but we still arrived nearly on time. Terrill had arranged to arrive in Milwaukee, so Marita Beth and I went and picked him up at a pub in downtown Milwaukee called Fitzgibbons – lovely pub that deserves a second visit when I have more time.
Fitzgibbons Pub
From Fitzgibbons, we went to the park where we were soon to enter the incredible event that is the Milwaukee Irish Festival – an event that just needs to be experienced. No amount of writing or photographs can truly do justice to it’s greatness. It’s always sad when the event is over.
Cheers.

~KR (Written on 17 August 2009)

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