With roadside diners, vintage drive-ins and out-of-the-way “dives” enjoying a resurgence of hipness among foodies, host Guy Fieri travels across America in search of some of the best “greasy spoon” eateries. The restaurants that Guy visits are usually well-known among locals and other people in the region. While at each location, Fieri talks to the staff as well as the customers to get their thoughts on the food. Many episodes feature eateries that are connected by a common thread, such as burgers or comfort foods
Dad’s Kichen is located in my hometown of Sacramento, California. I have been here several times for breakfast (or brunch), lunch, dinner, even picking up food to take home. All the food I have eaten have been pretty yummy. They also keep a nice rotating beer menu on tap.
The day I took a photo with Guy’s DDD poster, we were there for lunch and enjoyed the french dip, fries, and onion rings. They have a nice enclosed patio seating (inside seating too, but small area). I highly recommend.
Have you been to a DDD location based off seeing it on that show? Have you met Guy Fieri?
This location was featured on Season 11, Episode 8 – Soup and Sandwiches
Jean-Paul Marat as Performed by the Inmates of the Asylum at Charenton under the Direction of the Marquis de Sade”
When I saw this item, I wondered if this was truly a real play. It made sense that just memorizing the title would be quite the accomplishment and a great conversation starter. I happened to catch a post about a production of this play being performed last year (2017).
I knew I had to go see it. I didn’t really think anything about what it exactly was about until after I saw it live. The cast did a great job adding in modern elements (not sure if that is part of what the play is supposed to do). I really thought it funny they gave out “Make France Great Again” buttons.
It is not your typical play, you walk in and become a part of the cast yourself. Here, I was handed a clipboard and guided by a “hospital attendant” to a chair. We became observers in a mental hospital where the warden was allowing the inmates to perform a play. It was also a kind of musical.
Set in the historical Charenton Asylum, Marat/Sade is almost entirely a “play within a play”. The main story takes place on 13 July 1808, after the French Revolution; the play directed by the Marquis de Sade within the story takes place during the Revolution, in the middle of 1793, culminating in the assassination of Jean-Paul Marat (which took place on 13 July 1793), then quickly brings the audience up to date (1808). The actors are the inmates of the asylum; the nurses and supervisors occasionally step in to restore order. The bourgeois director of the hospital, Coulmier, supervises the performance, accompanied by his wife and daughter. He is a supporter of the post-revolutionary government led by Napoleon, in place at the time of the production, and believes the play he has organised to be an endorsement of his patriotic views. His patients, however, have other ideas, and they make a habit of speaking lines he had attempted to suppress, or deviating entirely into personal opinion. They, as people who came out of the revolution no better than they went in, are not entirely pleased with the course of events as they occurred.
In the end, we, the audience, become the inmates and the inmates the audience. It reminded me a lot of philosophical debates and talking about socialism. I used to enjoy those ponderings and had not realized that I had forgotten about it for so long. It was a little hard to follow the dialogue at times, but the gist of it was an argument between Sade and Marat on the factors of revolution, is really good to have for changing the class system and helping human suffering or does it just change who’s at top and who is at bottom. They also discuss if it’s good to have the revolution as a movement by everyone or just work one changing yourself.
I read more about the author being a German and he wrote this during the 1960’s which authors were delving into kind of abstract, bizarre, ways to talk about class struggles and socialism. And his picking the true life people of Jean-Paul Marat and the Marquis de Sade were a good choice. They were very interesting characters.
I wouldn’t mind going to see this play again, maybe catch some things that I didn’t this first time. I might even try to get friends to come with me. They might enjoy or end up asking what the heck?
Wake Island Water Park, located nearby Sacramento, California,
is home to the largest floating AQUA PARK you have ever seen. The equipment is state-of-the-art and it is easy and fun for kids and adults. There is a great variety of different shapes, sizes and functions making the water park exciting and entertaining for everyone. Bring the whole family and wipe out on our enormous floating obstacle course.
I looked at photos and read reports but still didn’t really know what to expect going. We got there pretty early on a Saturday morning but the first group was already booked up. Headed over to the little beach area to watch as we waited for the next session.
When it was our turn, they give a little safety lesson, that basically went over the rules posted on the signs. Grabbed a life jacket and swam out to the floating obstacle course. With kids bouncing, diving, and crashing around added to the challenge of getting around. Decided it is like being on a crazy bouncing bounce house. Gave up walking as I couldn’t really keep my balance and tried sliding over some of the obstacles that are made just to cause you to fall into the water. The fun part was trying to get back up. I found a couple of spots where the corner helped. Other times, friends were nearby to help pull you up. You definitely couldn’t be self conscious of flopping onto the float.
There was one “hill” where you could pull yourself up by rope or use handholds to be able to jump or slide once you get to the top. I really wanted to do the slide part. I started up fine on the handholds, grabbing tight and placing my feet well. At the same time my friend cautioned me about slipping, I was near the top so made a grab. It was still a little to far up for me and so I missed and slid down. Crashed into her a little, She jumped out of the way. luckily i didn’t crash into anyone else, especially a kid. and fell into the water. I had hit my elbow and got my knee really good on one of the plastic holders. I wasn’t inclined to try again.
Got back on the float and realized it hurt to crawl, so I tried walking a little but found a place to sit for a bit. Bouncing takes a lot out of you! I did get around to a smaller slide. One our our friends started to swing his legs around, but slipped sideways off the side of the slide. it was pretty funny. Another started going down face first but we yelled at her that the rules were feet first. So she tried to sit up but started sliding instead and ended up going in a circle down the slide.
45 minutes seemed like it would be pretty short, but when the time came, it was perfect as I was done and ready to get out.
I would recommend doing a floating obstacle course for a bucket list item. It might be nice to just use a float and float on the water, but bouncing and trying to run and not fall in the water is nice too.
Yup, you read that correctly. I sat next to a killer and had dinner with him at my table, and I am here to tell you about it.
A couple of my friends; “Penny” and “Lizzy” sent me a message asking if I’d like to join them for dinner on the Delta King. This is a docked steamboat located in Old Sacramento that has been turned into a hotel and restaurant. I quickly sent back a message saying, heck ya! I had dinner there as a kid, but couldn’t remember how it looked inside the boat and since it was the last Friday of the year, it’d be a treat.
I met up with the two friends and we headed to the bar for a pre-dinner cocktail. Loved the wooden ambiance. While we were deciding on a cocktail, the bartender was making a drink that caught our attention it was white and had chocolate in a martini glass. Lizzy and I decided to order that and we all split an order of fried calamari.
I have been getting better about asking other people to take a photo so I can make sure I am in some. What I now need to work on is asking; “Can you take a photo of us?” NOT “Can you take a photo?” Otherwise I’ll end up with more of these kind of photos
Then we ventured down to the restaurant and sat down. The tables were set up like they would be on a cruise ship, so the three of us were at a table with 8 other people. There was one older couple with the wife celebrating her birthday, two pairs of couples out enjoying the dinner together, and another couple. This was also a pre-fixed dinner with a salad, main entree, and a dessert. The guy from the couple was seated to my left and he leaned over to us before dinner started saying that he was going to propose to his girlfriend and would like us to video tape it. We all thought that such a sweet thing and said yes, of course.
Dinner was good, and we had entertainment provided by the Delta King staff. The host that seated us came over a few times to make sure we were enjoying ourselves and he was quite the character, always had a joke and made us crack up. During the main course (I had the pasta, and Penny and Lizzy had the beef). The guy to my left got up and got a microphone and proposed. She said yes and we all clapped for them.
But it was while we were enjoying our cheesecake desert that a cop came in to announce there was a killer in our mist and we were all suspects. He asked the guy to my left to stand up and started grilling him, the guy was darting his eyes around, and getting very anxious when he suddenly pulled a gun on the cop. His new fiance ran and got the cop’s gun. The guy had been drinking redbull all night, he said it was his favorite drink, so his hands were shaky and he ended up killing the host and his finance. It was terrible.
We all just clapped and they got up, went to the front and took a bow. Yup, I just experienced my first murder mystery dinner. Did I have you going?
It was so much fun and I highly recommend going to a dinner performance like that. Who knows, you might be sitting next to the killer.
We have a couple of indoor ice rinks, and during a few months in the winter, there is a small rink outside in the downtown area of Sacramento. I have been wanting to go ice skating but just haven’t gotten my butt out to the rinks. In 2015, they added a huge ice rink over at the baseball field. It was “The Biggest Show on Snow!” the rink was large enough that they had a hockey game from 2 nearby teams.
A friend and I went and bought the full ticket that included 3 slides down their man-made hill and 1 hour of skating.
Went to the slides first. Got our tubes, got up there, and the helpers asked if we signed a waiver. At first we thought they were kidding, nope, so we had to go back down and were pointed the way to the table to sign and get a wristband saying we are aware we are taking a risk to our lives.
Back to the tube, back up the stairs, and then a quick bounce down the hill. The first time I went face toward the bottom. The second time was away and going backwards. The third time, the guy pushed me off in a way that caused me to spin in circles on the way down. It was fun!
Then onto the skating. Thought I got the correct size skates, but later saw a sign saying to go one size down from your normal size. whoops. Got on the skates and started walking to the rink. Well, tried walking, it was more like wobbling and realizing I need to work on my balance. We stepped on the ice and I was already preparing to fall down. Like many of the others there, I kept close to the wall to help with the balance. I was hoping to get out to more the middle of the ice, because I knew it probably would be smoother ice to skate on. That wasn’t gonna happen this time. I did push away a few times and skated, but then my ankles turned on me, my feet cramped up, and I started wobbling again. I fell a couple of times. One of the times a girl was close by, skating in circles. I put out my hand toward her because she was coming my way and I didn’t want her to fall on me. She took that as needing help, as she she first asked if I was okay, and then helped pull me up. That was a little humbling, but very nice of her to treat her elders so well.
I made it about halfway and I knew I wasn’t going to make it a full hour of skating time. My friend had lapped me twice already. By the time I made it back around to the entrance gate, I was done. My feet cramped and my ankles and lower calves were hurting. Not to mention the knees I fell on. I believe my friend lasted four or five go-arounds. We were done.
My friend suggested that before trying to skate again, I should work on strengthening my ankles and my balance. So, that’s my new plan. I can cross off ice skating but I really want to do a better job and get a little videoing of it. If I did video this time, it would have been perfect to send to America’s Funniest Videos.
Have you gone ice skating? indoors or outdoors? funny experience or able to do twirls and jumps like a professional?
Gotta tell you, sometimes I feel like I’m a dog who gets distracted by squirrels, food, and toys, when finding out about some amazing charities. Ones like Active 20-30 Club, Comfort Cases, Girls on the Run, and 916 Ink are JUST A FEW of the ones I love to keep an eye on and see how I might help. And I keep coming across neat non-profits all the time.
Recently heard a story on the national Nightly News about a guy taking a break from college to help his best friend whose cancer returned, and crossing things off his bucketlist. (right here in Citrus Heights, California) They had also created a non-profit called, Gamer’s Gift, that high schoolers run, whose goal it is to help different groups, such as kids in hospitals and seniors, anyone with restricted movements and promote well-being and positive spirits through the use of video games and other electronic media.
NOW, the story of these 2 friends mainly caught I ear because of the bucketlist, I love hearing and reading them. I wanted to see if they had a blog or something where they were posting about their adventures. Sure, enough they are on a few sites. Find, One List, One Life on Facebook.
The biggest reason I am writing about this is because of how much they encourage people to sign up to be on the bone marrow registry. I am already registered as an organ donor. Being on the bone marrow list scares me a little. The more I was thinking about it, the more I realized that is kind of silly. My being scared of needles, prevented me from going and donating blood for a long time. I was fine once I finally worked up my nerve to go try. I am still nervous and can’t watch the needle being inserted or look at the blood because I’d probably faint. But I have gone a couple of times now.
I decided to go ahead and sign up, get that cheek swab kit, send it back, and see what happens. I am a healthy person right now, if I can be a match and help someone, why not do so? It will take a little bit to work up my nerve to help if I get a call, because I know that probably means more needles. I just need to remind myself, I’m fine and I’d like someone else to be fine too and this is one way I can help.
Notes: As some friends and I were looking at the list of cocktails, we noticed these 2 drinks shared the same ingredients. So, made the drink and ended up drinking it twice, so I can go ahead and check both off my list.
The Sacramento Old City Cemetery hosts a few lantern tours in the month of October. They sell out spaces quickly, and so last year, I marked on my calendar the end of August to be on the lookout for tickets. I bought one as soon as possible and couldn’t wait until the night came. I really wasn’t sure what to expect other then seeing gravestones at night. Would I get to see a ghost?
That night (which just happened on a full moon night), I walked in and had to run to join my tour group, as I got there a couple of minutes late. Luckily they had just started and had stopped at the first spot for a story. Turns out there were about 6 different grave sites that we stopped at and heard a story of the resident resting there. A narrator that dressed up and either portrayed that person or as someone that was involved in their story. Which was pretty cool, it is interesting to hear about some of the past life stories.
One of the stories was interactive, in that there were people from the group that became the “suspects” in a person’s murder and the narrator pointed to each one and gave the reason why that person might have murdered the man buried at the spot.
As we listened and walked, you could hear noises among the graves, and turn to look at what might be making them, sometimes it was a “ghost” just standing or kneeling. Other times, they were grave robbers digging up the graves. What really got us was that sometimes, a ghost or zombie like would come walking by us, going through our group, OR stopping and staring at one of us. There was one ghost that decided he like this one lady, well she decided that she didn’t like that and stepped around her husband to the other side of him. the ghost just followed. So she did a little circle walking to get away from him. It was entertaining to watch.
Midway through our tour of the cemetery, we stopped for hot chocolate, cider, and a snack. Sat down on bleachers and watched a short radio show murder story.
Then onto a few more graveside stories. The last one stuck with me. It was about a lady that like to dress up and rode into town on her horse. She lived a little out of town at a place called Mormon Island that was now covered by Folsom Lake. That was the first time I had heard about the island. She ended up dying by falling off her horse, but her bustle got caught in the saddle, so she was dragged along.Then this summer, with the drought being so bad, this Mormon Island became uncovered by Folsom lake and there was foundations and little bits and pieces found. It became a great fascination for other people to learn about this lost community.
It was definitely a fun little evening, and while I didn’t see a true supernatural ghost, this “ghostly” experience counts in my book. If ever I do have an encounter, you can be sure I’ll write about it.
Have you gone on any lantern / ghost tours? How about a real supernatural sighting?
Today marks the start of my 40 days til 40 countdown. In the past, I’ve gone on trips or stayed and ate pizza (Oct is national pizza month). This year, I am looking to change things up and do something a little different
In addition to my normal posting of “bucket list” adventures and checking off things from my various lists, I think I would like to document the journey of counting down until my birthday and this milestone number.
Besides the number count for Scrabble, I get to move up in age groups for any races (running, swimming, triathlons) yipee?