My last attempt to detail yesterday's outing got sidetracked into a diatribe against affirmative action. This one won't or at least not too badly. It will instead detail how we got lost in the middle of nowhere and still made it back to eat at the Grub Stake.
After leaving the post office we went to the dump. Officially it is not a dump, but rather a "Waste Disposal Site." However, one should never let official terminology get in the way of the truth. For instance, officially Arivaca Man is White non-Hispanic, but in reality he is Tan and thinks the native language of his ancestors should play no role in his future employment. At anyrate, after the dump we went to the general store. After that things went awry.
My uncle said he had never been down the road going towards the lake and suggested we drive down it. We drove down the road and missed the turn to the lake. Miles later we were in Coronado National Park. It is a pretty area and totally devoid of human inhabitants. It was not someplace we wanted to get stuck in at night driving on its bumpy dirt roads. So after 45 minutes of driving away from town looking for the road to come out somewhere I suggested to my uncle that it would be better to turn around and drive back out. So he turned around and we drove another 45 minutes back into town.
We then did get to the Grub Stake. Their advert in "Connection" said they had Chinese food on Saturdays. My uncle thinks the idea of Chinese food in Arivaca is "mystical." However, their menu had no Chinese dishes on it. Instead it had Mexican and American food as one would expect. We both had the Mexican combination platter which was delicious. It was even better with the green habanero sauce contained in the little bottle on the table. Mexican food is one of the things I really missed while living in England. The British just can not make a decent taco. BTW in England, Arivaca Man is officially White, non-British, non-Irish and so are Mexicans.