Daily Archives: May 31, 2008

Just Me - AmeliaJake, The Peanut Butter Cafe & Roadhouse

How long will it stay?

I, AmeliaJake, have cleaned up my little porchery spot here at the Peanut Butter Cafe & Roadhouse. To real housekeepers, this translates as “she is not tripping over as many things.” I got enough stuff off the dropleaf coffee table that I was able to drop the two leaves. That is kind of nice. Now, if I put one up for a drink or a piece of whatever, I must, must, must take the empty glass into the kitchen and put away other stuff when I am done with it.

Yes, without seeing you, Der Bingle, I know you are rolling on the floor laughing. You are probably right, but let me have a wee moment of hope, please. I pulled up the wicker rocker closer to the table in case I deign to let someone join me . . . and I even have a folding canvas chair with two cupholders if I go crazy and let two people out here at the same time.

The layout here at the PBC&R is a little hard to get across to people in writing. We have a long porch out in front and half of it is screened so we can escape any flies and mosquitoes. One screen door leads out to the unscreened part of the porch and to get into the main cafe/roadhouse, you have to go through the double screen doors on that side. We keep saying we’re going to turn one of the windows into a door, but we don’t – although we’ve been down to climb in and out through one.

Okay, the main room when you come though those screen doors is the original building back when the stages stopped. A staircase leads up to the rooms on the second floor. Over to the right is a door that leads into the built-on paneled den with banks of windows on the west and south sides and a fireplace. The kitchen is behind the main room – it used to be the summer kitchen, but as we got more modern, we made a year round thing and put in more tables and a bigger counter in the freed up space in the original room. That enlarged summer kitchen is about 2/3 the length of the main room and den; Great-Great -Great Uncle Frank kept on going for the full length and added on a “private” room for meetings and such. Then my grandfather built a side porch and later in his life enclosed it and planted shrubs all around it – That’s where I am now.

Confusing isn’t it?

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Destry Rides Again

Maybe it was destiny, but when I flipped on the TV this morning, I saw these cowboys shooting in black and white and I knew it was one of those old movies I had grown up watching, either on the early morning movie or the late show . . . before TV signed off with the National Anthem.

And I almost changed the channel.

I kept watching from moment to moment, though, without thinking why. I believe it was the sense of safety and comfort I felt in watching one of those old shows that you could watch with your grandmother without being embarrassed by language or sex scenes. Then Jimmy Stewart showed up . . . and someone called him Destry.

And Marlene Dietrich with “See what the boys in the backroom will have . . . ” And dialogue that actually had words that came out of a dictionary more advanced than “My First Word Book.” It wasn’t long before I realized I should make a morning trip to the bathroom . . .  But where were these AMC commercials I have been complaining about?  It’s been a long time since I waited for a commercial to do anything in today’s shows.