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Uptown Sedona, where I meet a prickly footed lizard.

After checking in to our new resort, we decided to enjoy the beautiful day and take a walk around uptown Sedona… an area filled with shops, restaurants, street performers and the occasional lizard. Who knew?

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It’s a lovely spot with a stunning red rock backdrop.

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I have no idea what these were… and was almost afraid to ask.

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But there was a large horse…

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With a really large gun and a Christmas wreath.

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This fellow drew a crowd by twirling a length of PVC pipe.

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I spotted my first roadrunners…

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Sadly, they were metal and wearing bandanas.

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This t shirt seemed appropriate considering our current political climate.

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I wanted to buy this one. It reminded me of my misspent youth, but the husband was not amused.

And then, as we were walking by a large group of people….

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Someone handed me a gecko.

Why? I’m not quite sure…

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But he was lovely, with prickly little feet.

And I kind of hated to give him back.

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Moving on, the husband tried his hand at whatever this was. The results were not audio worthy, trust me.

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We found an extremely jarring bright green patch of astroturf in front of  a pizza parlor and could only ask… why?

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And then some hot pink Javelinas with White Walker eyes. (Game of Thrones reference. Winter is Coming!)

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They were displayed in front of the Pink Adventure Center whose bright pink Jeeps you can’t escape in Sedona. They’re everywhere and specialize in off road tours of the red rocks. I seriously wanted to take one, but the husband was not in the least bit interested.

Boo husband.

On the way to lunch. we passed this woman who clearly had been shopping too long….

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It took a while to choose, but when I saw the chicken (Goose? Dinosaur?) tracks…

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I knew I’d found a suitable place.

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We sat outside.

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With a killer view.

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I got a little teary eyed at not being able to order the Prickly Pear Margarita.

Because yes … I was still observing the doctor’s alcohol ban, dammit.

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The husband ordered the massive Southwest Chicken salad..

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While I had a lovely patty melt and sweet potato fries.

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After eating, we bid farewell to the Buffalo…

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And I choked back a sob as we passed the bar…

(Okay, I may have openly wept. I’m not proud of it.)

And we headed back to the resort.

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Passing more decoratively painted Javelinas.

Who knew they were so stylish?

Prescription? Cottonwood.

 

After leaving the medical clinic, and arming myself with a large jug of Gatorade against the altitude sickness…. we followed the doctor’s advice and drove to Cottonwood, Arizona where the elevation was much lower. She told me to have lunch, slowly walk around and drink plenty of fluids.

 

 

Sadly, not my kind of fluids… but I obeyed because I was still feeling lousy.

 

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Cottonwood is an old western town and Main Street plays that up for the tourists.

 

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Although Santa looked a bit too happy if you want my opinion.

 

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I really have no explanation for this.

So we walked…

 

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And found a nice restaurant.

 

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With a bit of history.

 

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You have to hand it to their interior decorator.

Heck, I didn’t even know charred concrete was in this season.

 

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There were also cacti in soup cans on each table. Very high class…

 

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The husband ordered French Onion soup with Caesar salad, which came with an out of proportion loaf of bread.

I hemmed and hawed over the menu since…..

Sigh.

 

 

 

It would be an alcohol free meal.

 

 

But after not eating for 3 days I wanted comfort food…

 

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And went with the ham and cheese stuffed meatloaf, mashed potatoes and veggies.

And then… Maple Bourbon Creme Brulee.

 

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Because a girl can’t go completely cold turkey ya know.

After lunch we ducked in and out of a few shops where I saw purse that was screaming my name…

 

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Have wine, will travel.

 

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And passed by a plant called a desert spoon, which looked nothing like a spoon.

Really.. A spoon? How would you eat your Rice Krispies with that.

I think the botanist had my lunchtime cocktail. And then some.

 

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Heading back to Sedona there were rocks…

 

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Glorious, breathtaking rocks!

 

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And this….

 

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Beware!

 

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Hula Hooping cowboys ahead.

 

Rocks… and yes. More rocks.

 

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We spent a lot of time riding around and getting the lay of the land that first day.

Or more accurately, the lay of the rocks.

 

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Conclusion?

They’re really big….

 

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And really red.

 

 

And people will build houses right on top of them.

 

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I know I’ve said this before…. but get ready because I’m going to say it again.

 

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The colors are amazing in Sedona.

 

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And we hadn’t even seen the sun yet.

 

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For a coastal flatlander like me, this was impressive stuff.

 

 

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We have friends who had a spiritual wedding at a vortex in Sedona 2 years ago and they told us they stayed in a neighboring small town.

 

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Small?

Small doesn’t begin to describe it.  The only thing I found worthy of a photograph was a line of John Deere tractors wearing Santa hats.

 

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Granted, you don’t see that every day….but still, we headed back to Sedona.

 

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Where someone was giving my husband a sign to slow down.

 

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Much more subtle than my fingernail imprints on the dashboard, but equally as ineffective.

It really was too cloudy and too wet to fully appreciate the natural beauty….

 

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But Sedona’s businesses were pretty colorful in and of themselves.

 

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Trip Advisor pointed us to Cuchina Rustica for dinner….

 

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Which means rustic kitchen….

 

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And looked anything but.

 

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I started with a prickly pear margarita….

 

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( Hey, when in Rome… )

 

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The Christmas decorations were a little heavy handed for my taste….

 

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But OMG, the food! A delightful scampi like dish with homemade fresh pasta for the husband…

 

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And the most decandently rich veal with gorgonzola mushroom sauce, parmesan risotto with steamed broccoli for me.

 

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We happily waddled out….

 

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But not before the husband had to check if the fire pots were hot.

Tourists.

What can I say?

Proof positive you can fry anything?

 

The Macaroni and Cheese Bites we had as an appetizer the other day.

I wanted to hate them…

 

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But damn it, they were great.

 

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I know!

But they were cheesy, and oohey, and gooey and… damn it!

Great.

What made it even worse was serving the stupid things with a little tub of melted herb cheese sauce for dipping.

 

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I know!

Fried mac and cheese, dipped in cheese.

Double damn it!

We’re all doomed.

 

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We braved the shopping hordes.

 

And went in search of some after Christmas bargains.

Even when not feeling quite up to par, my reaction is :

 

 

While the husband’s is more :

 

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We found a few things, but come on!  20% – 30% sales?

(That’s not enough to get me out of my pajamas and make me comb my hair.)

But I did manage to pick up this little jewel for my desk –

 

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Which…. for some reason, the husband did not find at all amusing.

We had lunch at a place I’ve been meaning to try for years.

 

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But were disappointed to find the whole front section had been sold to another business and the restaurant was now relegated to a small space that used to be the bar.

 

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Which would have been okay, had I been feeling well enough to drink.

 

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Shocking, I know.

But it happens.

 

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Thankfully, the food was good.

French Onion Soup…

 

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And a marvelous baked stuffed haddock with scallops, shrimp and Newburg sauce, roasted fingerling potatoes and asparagus with lemon butter.

While signs at the bar teased me about alcohol…

 

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I noticed some of the drinking patrons looked a little off.

 

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And decided staying sober might be the wise choice after all…..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We had dinner in a treehouse…

 

 

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No, not that kind.

This kind…

 

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It was magical…

 

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A hidden gem tucked away on the second floor of a nondescript building.

 

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If a friend of mine hadn’t raved about it, I would have driven right by.

 

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I started here with the Starbuck…

 

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Which was pretty, pink and potent. Everything a girl wants in a drink.

I had 4. (They were small, don’t judge.)

 

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The home baked rye bread was wonderful.

 

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But my ravioli crisp appetizer? OMG… to die for! With sauteed shallots, garlic, toasted walnuts tossed with spinach, creme fraiche and lemon. Ooh La La!

 

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The husband and my girlfriend had the mussels, sauteed with pancetta, plum tomatoes, garlic, basil, lemon and white wine. They didn’t last long.

 

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The entree menu was small, but the husband chose the Marsala pear chicken…

 

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While I had the special….sea scallops baked in a phylo bowl with some sort of heavenly citrus sauce. Light, flaky and utterly and fabulous.

 

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Naturally we had dessert.

 

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Lavender creme brulee for our friend, chocolate stout cake for me.

We rolled out of there with full bellies and empty wallets.

Smiling, and already anticipating our next visit.

Life is good.

 

 

Dockside Grille

 

Don’t you love finding a great restaurant?

 

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In a great spot….

 

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With a great view…

 

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And great natural light…

 

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With great lobster art…

 

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And great planters….

 

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As well as great signs?

 

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Not quite.

 

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There were great drinks…

 

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Great crab cakes…

 

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Great mussels…

(So great I only got pictures of the shells.)

 

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More great drinks..

 

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Great salads with rosemary garlic chicken…

 

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And great broiled haddock sandwiches….

 

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But wait, there’s more.

 

 

There was great dessert…

 

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Really, really great Kahlua cake…..

 

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Am I making myself clear here?

 

-Looks-great

 

Okay, good.

I wasn’t sure I was getting that point across.