Eating our way through Columbia, Mo. — part 2

Karen and I managed to squeeze in a trip to Flat Branch Pub and Brewing, which was one of my many places of employment in the 90's. [karen: think "prodigal son returns home."]

[karen: Immediately, Erik wanted to check out the beer list]


[After being a ham, he got RIGHT down to business!]


While the food isn't quite as outstanding as Murry's, the beer typically knocks my socks off. I have a growler of it sitting in my fridge at home, just waiting for the right time to be consumed.


Somehow, I managed to get Karen in a headlock and convince her to split a stout brownie sundae with me. It was as good as I remembered with the warm brownie served with Tiger Stripe ice cream and whipped cream. Oh, heavenly days! Frankly, nothing in Salina compares.

Eating our way through Columbia, Mo. — part 1

[editor's note: this post was written by Erik, but posted by Karen]

Welcome to the Erik portion of the program!

Karen has been gently suggesting for awhile that I need to get down with this blogging gig so our recent trip to Columbia, Missouri seems like a good opportunity to break on through to the other side. (That's a Doors reference for those of you born in the 70s with a general knowledge of Rock and Roll.) [karen note: that's ME!]


You know what time it is? Murry's time, baby!

After checking in to our crack motel (Although we never actually witnessed any exchange of crack for money, this motel ... not Motel 5 or Motel 7, but something inbetween ... one could picture that transaction taking place on site), Karen and I bolted for one of my favorite dining establishments of all time — Murry's.

I discovered Murry's during my freshman year at Mizzou, and it became a regular in the rotation, instantly. While Karen has wedding nightmares, I have dreams of mound after mound of Murry's onion rings. [note from Karen: the following photo might give small children nightmares, so proceed with caution]


Oh, sweet bliss!!!!!! Without actually experiencing the tender, cripsy delights yourself, it's tough to get across how good these bad boys are. It's safe to say, most other appetizers are like ashes in your mouth in comparison. Karen can confirm. [karen is HUNGRY for Murry's O-rings NOW!]

[editor's note: stay tuned for more entries on our Columbia trip!]