Day 15 - Carson City, Nevada
I got off the plane first cause Ziggy was in the back. See, all the way to Carson City, those beans were a talkin to Ziggy and everyone else who was near to her.
As I waited for her, the people leaving walked down the corridor and stopped. As soon as Ziggy pranced off, they all applauded. I asked her what they were applauding about and she meowed, "They know talent when hear it!" That's when she bowed and put on her Carson City, Nevada hat.
When Ziggy found out we were going to be in Carson City, Nevada, she wanted a ride in a stagecoach. On the way through Carson City, I read to Ziggy, "Nevada was the 36th state in the USA and it became a state on October 31, 1864. The Consolidated Municipality of Carson City, Nevada's territorial and state capital, has a rich and colorful frontier past. Carson City was founded as a community in 1858, seven years after the first settlement of Eagle Station trading post in 1851."
I contiued, " Eagle Valley had been settled by ranchers. Carson City is named for the famous frontiersman and scout Christopher "Kit" Carson. During his 1843-1844 expedition, John C. Fremont had named Carson City's nearby river for Kit Carson, Fremont's scout. Pioneer Abraham Curry arrived in Eagle Valley in 1858 and soon thereafter surveyed and plotted a town site."
I found a service that did it for tourists and bought Ziggy a ticket. Everytime the stagecoach did a pass, I yelled at Ziggy to keep her head in the coach. Did she listen? Nope!
After the stagecoach ride, I told her we were going to go up to Las Vegas and roll the dice. We could have gone to one of the many casinos and had dinner, but decided to go to a chef friends' home instead. His name is Chef Harry Fruggenstaffen. He's been cooking in Las Vegas for some 35 years and wanted to make me and Ziggy one of his favorites.
As he prepared our dinner, Stuffed Mushroom Casserole Vegas Style, he told us his family came from Germany when he was just a small boy. His Father worked as a tailor and his Mother a seamtress. They made sure he had a good education and followed his dream of becoming a chef. I asked him about his feelings on being an American. He said, "Where else can you come and go as you please? Where else can you work hard to achieve your dreams? I will always be proud of my heritage, but I will always be proud of my Country. Now, let's eat!"
This recipe is made a little different than the way you probably do it, or, have seen someone do it. But it's great just the same. Here's the recipe.
Stuffed Mushroom Casserole Vegas Style
Preheat Oven to 350
2 packages frozen spinach (or 2 bunches fresh)
1 cupo sour cream
1 cup cheddar cheese
1 cup montery jack cheese
1/2 cup parmesan cheese
1/4 cup green onions, sliced
1/4 cup green onion tops, chopped
1 12 tsp salt
1 tsp Italian herb seasoning
12 giant mushrooms
1 lb. ground chuck
Cook spinach briefly in hot water; drain and chop. Mix with sour cream, 1/2 cup each shredded cheddar, montery jack, and parmesan cheeses, chopped green onion tops, 1/2 tsp salt and herb seasoning. Place 12 stemmed fresh mushrooms, cup side up, in center of large baking dish. Spoon spinach around edges. Saute ground beef lightly with sliced green onions and one tsp salt. Spoon over mushrooms. Top with 1/2 cup each shredded cheddar and montery jack. Sprinkle lightly with netmeg. Bake covered in 350 oven for 25 minutes.
This is the best I know
There's never enough
And that's just tough
Guess I'll have this with a glass of bordeaux.
After we left Vegas, we needed to get to the airport cause we are flying all the way across the US to Charleston, West Virgina. I told Ziggy in her teary eye state that there was no time for gambling. But I let her put a nickle in the machine at the airport. Guess what? She won!! $100.00 in nickles. Guess who had to carry them? Yep! Me. We've spent the last few weeks in the west, but we're coming back to Kansas, and Oregon this week.
See ya in Charleston, West Virgina tomorrow.