Sunday 24 February 2008

Kellys, Albuquerque



Before I went to New Mexico, a friend commented that if I found a British pub there would it count towards my 80 dinners. The answer was, of course, no; but I did find a pub, Kellys on Route 66. The bright desert sun filled the large diner with light and smiles as we ordered a variety of burgers, sandwiches and drinks. Kellys is a microbrewery and I had an IPA so tasty that it would make a beardy, pipe smoking, CND supporting, card carrying communist, member of CAMRA wince with embarassment. My Philly Steak sandwich was equally as tasty.

I was accompanied on my sojourn by Amelia, Amanda, Dana, Beth and Kathryn, who were a symphony of Southern charm, wit and intelligence
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To them, a simple 'thank y'all'. Now I'm back in Blighty, so onwards to that magic 80. But Albuquerque, with all its fine
restaurants and sweet company, will linger long in the memory.

3 comments:

Bob said...

It has been noted that only women were mentioned in this last diner dinner tale of delights. Noted I say.

robert hamilton said...

aah, Bob, a man with taste and vision.

Athena said...

As one of that "symphony of Southern women," I must say that I am both honored and delighted to have made your 80 dinners blog, Robert. The detail and the pics do bring back memories . . .