After four months of relentless freezer temps in New York, I’d become a bit arctic of soul. I’d also been a bit blue since my horse Big Blue went missing. Now knowing Blue, I knew two things: that horse ain’t no jack ass and she hates cold weather. So, I figured the sound of taxis in Times Square musta sent her on a quest for warmer climes. I hopped on a plane and headed west, hoping to find Blue sunbathing in Sedona. So, why is my life suddenly a better place? Here’s how: mouth watering grits, biscuits with the steam still coming off of them and omelette #33. Not many places can claim the name “Home of 101 Omelettes,” but The Coffee Pot in Sedona, Arizona can! Was it the green chili that set my taste buds to dancing, the unforgettable bacon? All I know is, I’m sitting here sipping a cup of freshly ground coffee, my horse Blue by my side feeling outright yeehaw-happy.
Love freely, eat slowly and ride a horse now and then,
The Down Home Taster