We started our day with a visit to a local quilt store where CL purchased a few pieces of fabric to add to her stash. She has big plans for learning to quilt in her retirement. Everyone else was very patient with her. We all then admired the quilt display on the lower level of the store.
All that fabric shopping made us hungry, so we stopped by Rob's favorite BBQ restaurant, which just happens to be across the street from his office on the campus of University Nebraska Kearney. Nebraska BBQ is quite different from NC BBQ. The meat is smoked and pulled but sauce is added at the table. It is very good and would be the first of many we'd sample on this journey.
We went across the street and had a walking tour of the UNK campus. It is a very attractive campus with lots to offer the students.
We ended our campus visit with a tour of the historic Frank House on the edge of campus. We were both blown away with the beauty of this Victorian house. G. W. Frank built this house in the late 1800s and was ahead of his time with the innovations that he included. It was one of the first houses to be built with electricity and all the woodwork was hand carved. 
This is a Tiffany window that was made especially for this house.
Karen Earhart on guitar and vocals, 
During the concert we also enjoyed watching the clouds roll by.
At the Trails & Rails Museum there was a free Classic Country concert, which was scheduled in coordination on a traveling Smithsonian exhibit on American Roots Music. The museum included multiple historic prairie buildings and this steam engine.
Performers at the concert, which we thoroughly enjoyed, included Milt Myers, all the way from California, on pedal steel,
Karen Earhart on guitar and vocals, 
During the concert we also enjoyed watching the clouds roll by.
Too bad that your trip does not include Kansas City, Missouri, where they really know how to barbeque with hickory and huge ovens. We had a stone oven that my dad built in the back yard, about 60 to 70 feet away from the house.
ReplyDeleteHe and his friends would hunt up some farmer who had a hickory tree on his property. They would buy it and then cut it down by hand with cross cut saws and axes. Sometimes it took two or three days just to fell it. Then it took many days to carve it up. Each took their share in a pickup truck and cart it home. We had a shack used just for aging the hickory over two years. During the interim, they would share the aged hickory on hand for their barbeques. It was a big deal
When my father was much older and we were grown, we bought him one of these fancy gas grills. But the barbeque was never the same without the hickory. Jerry