BEAUTIFUL OLD ROUND BARN IN RURAL INDIANA |
DOWNTOWN INDIANAPOLIS IS QUITE BUSY AND HAS BECOME A CENTER FOR CONVENTIONS AND SPORTS EVENTS WITH SHINY NEW VENUES, BUT THE SKYLINE COULD BE "ANWHERE USA." I FOUND THE MOST EXCITING DOWNTOWN BUIDING TO BE THE OLD CITY-BLOCK-SIZED POWER STATION WHICH SEEMED ALIVE WITH LOUD BELCHES OF STEAM AND FREQUENT FREIGHT TRAINS RUMBLING BY ON THE ORNATE ELEVATED TRACKS THAT CUT THROUGH THE PROPERTY
MUSEUM FOUNTAIN |
INDIANAPOLIS ART MUSEUM |
THE INDIANAPOLIS ART MUSEUM
A MODERN COMPLEX SITUATED IN A BEAUTIFUL 100 ACRE PARK ABOUT SIX MILES NORTH OF THE DOWNTOWN. THE PERMANENT COLLECTION IS LAUDABLE, BUT NOT AS HIGH IN QUALITY AS ON VIEW AT THE CLEVELND OR ST. LOUIS MUSEUMS.
A MODERN COMPLEX SITUATED IN A BEAUTIFUL 100 ACRE PARK ABOUT SIX MILES NORTH OF THE DOWNTOWN. THE PERMANENT COLLECTION IS LAUDABLE, BUT NOT AS HIGH IN QUALITY AS ON VIEW AT THE CLEVELND OR ST. LOUIS MUSEUMS.
I FOUND A TOTALLY DISREPUTABLE LOOKING PLACE TO EAT ON THE SOUTH SIDE OF TOWN CALLED "JOHN'S STEWS". IT WAS A FORLORN NEIGHBORHOOD BAR STANDING ALONE IN A SEA OF UNKEPT EMPTY LOTS THAT WERE ONCE MAJOR INDUSTRIAL BUILDINGS IN A WORKING CLASS NEIGHBORHOOD. OVERCOMING SECOND THOUGHTS, I ENTERED AND WAS DELIGHTED WITH A LIVELY BAR/RESTAURANT CRAMMED WITH MEMORABILIA AND FRIENDLY, BUT WISECRACKING STAFF. THE HUGE BOWL OF STEW
WAS WELL WORTH THE SEARCH AS IT WAS BRIMMING WITH BIG CHUNKS OF TENDER BEEF, CABBAGE, POTATOES, ONIONS AND CARROTS COOKED TO TENDER PERFECTION AND CHOCK FULL OF WONDERFUL FLAVOR WITH A GOOD BLAST OF CHILE PEPPERS. BIG SLICES OF BREAD WERE PROVIDED TO WIPE UP EVERY TRACE OF THE RICH BROWN GRAVY. I DIDN'T EVEN SAVE A TASTE FOR BUNGEE.
WAS WELL WORTH THE SEARCH AS IT WAS BRIMMING WITH BIG CHUNKS OF TENDER BEEF, CABBAGE, POTATOES, ONIONS AND CARROTS COOKED TO TENDER PERFECTION AND CHOCK FULL OF WONDERFUL FLAVOR WITH A GOOD BLAST OF CHILE PEPPERS. BIG SLICES OF BREAD WERE PROVIDED TO WIPE UP EVERY TRACE OF THE RICH BROWN GRAVY. I DIDN'T EVEN SAVE A TASTE FOR BUNGEE.
INDIANAPOLIS MAIN ST AT DUSK |
AS THE SUN SET ON DOWNTOWN INDIANAPOLIS I HEADED BACK TO THE MOTEL, NOT WANTING TO BRUSH MY TEETH AND LOSE THE LAST REMNANTS OF AMAZING STEW FLAVOR. TOMORROW WE HEAD ACROSS ILLINOIS TO MARK TWAIN'S HANNIBAL, MISSOURI ON THE MISSISSIPPI.
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