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Monday, August 14, 2006 Pasties and Nachos When I was five, my family traveled through much of continental US before returning home to Singapore; although I don’t have many memories from that trip (I was too young), I do recall going to the Pictured Rocks. I saw those Rocks again yesterday from the vantage point of Miners Castle. After that bit of sightseeing and eating a true UP pastie (pronounced PASS-tee, rather than PAY-stee—continuing my apparent trend of mispronouncing local words, I used the latter pronunciation only to be greeted by laughter from my more knowledgeable friends. But what’s a PAY-stee? According to Dictionary.com, “The term properly refers to nipple-concealing devices formerly worn by strippers in concession to indecent-exposure laws”), Dan, Thomas, and I played at the 231 House of Muses, a space that’s both an art gallery and music club. You could tell Dan was hungry: onstage he kept talking about the nachos he was going to make as soon as the concert was over and he got home (home currently being the cabin his family stays in every summer for a week). True to his word, when we got back to Thunder Lake Dan started cutting up vegetables and cooking meat—even though it was 3:00am by that point. The three troubadours feasted on nachos and Dan’s famous salsa, finally calling it a night (morning) an hour later. This leg of the tour is done: Dan's off for a couple of days before heading to Minneapolis, and Thomas and I are on our way to the Lower Peninsula. It's sad to break up our little group, but I'm sure we'll all be playing together again soon. ^ Top | 2:01 PM | | | 
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