Knights That Say Nerf

Tonight, I was driving home from Schnucks. I had the windows open and Prairie Home Companion on the radio. It was becoming a beautiful evening at the end of a beautiful day. The Goshen College Chamber Choir was singing Beethoven’s Fourth Movement, from his Symphony No. 9, the Ode to Joy. I became enraptured by the music and kept cranking up the volume, trying to match my increasing sense of joy, with more sound. As I zoomed home, I felt benighted, bringing joy and culture to the masses, but it probably just sounded like “boom-bam-boom-boom…” to them, like everyone else’s too loud car stereo does. Still, it was a nice way to cap off a perfect day.

Our original plan was to do Trailnet’s “The Art of Riding” tour, which launched from Crown Candy Kitchen at ten, but we were a little slow off the mark this morning and didn’t launch until 12:34 or 1, 2, 3, 4. We ended up just riding in the park instead. Our first stop was with the knights that say Nerf. They graciously posed for me and then on cue, charged the camera. We circled the park, taking lots of pictures of the many birds that we saw there. After that, we ran into a wagon train. Pictured is the lead wagon. I asked the wagon master what was the parade all about and got the answer, “Derby Day”. Four horse-drawn wagons full of men in straw hats and women in colorful floppy ones passed us by. I’m not sure where their parade was heading, but my money was on the Microbrew festival that was being held over by the Muny. I wonder how many of them bet on the favorite, American Pharaoh, to win. Lunch was up next. We ate at a new to us place called the Kitchen Sink. It is located just north of the park on Union and is one of the Post’s 100 best restaurants. We split a sandwich, a BLT topped with salmon sauce that is called “The LP”. I don’t know why it is called that, but it was good. It came with homemade chips and a beer batter cheese sauce for dipping. We topped the meal off with a slice of blueberry cheesecake and then headed for home.

Derby Day