We runned away!

Yesterday after we sent our children off to Youth Conference for our Church, Kevin and I decided it was time for the parents to run away from home. Being responsible (ok, SEMI-responsible) adults, we didn't run far. We did, however run to a place we've never been before.


We decided to explore another of Utah's beautiful canyons. This time, we went up into the foothills above Salt Lake City, into Immigration Canyon. It was just lovely.

On our way into the canyon, we came upon a little cafe called:

We decided to stop for dinner and were glad we did. The food was wonderful. Now, I am a fan of jazz music - generally speaking. However, I am NOT a fan of improvisational jazz. Unfortunately, we were seated at a table right under a speaker and the background music was jazz-improv. After about 15 minutes, we decided to brave the patio dining area (in spite of the rain) in the hopes that the music would be more background and less intrusive. It worked for awhile. Then they switched the music to a more blue-grass sound. I like blue grass music as well, and initially, this was very enjoyable. Until a woman started singing in what sounded like an oriental style...along with the original blue-grass singer! It became comical as Kevin and I struggled not to laugh too loudly. The kicker was when a third singer joined the first two. The new singer was singing what sounded like a Native American Indian chant. Kev and I decided that this was multi-cultural blue grass music. Asian/Apache/Blue grass, to be exact. It definitely added entertainment to our meal, just not the way the restaurant intended, I'm sure.

We finished our drive through the canyon, and enjoyed the gorgeous scenery accented by the thunderstorm that chased us home!

Could that last song have been a chant for rain???
(if so, it worked)