Had dinner last night at a true cowboy diner.
When we checked in at the Holiday Inn in North Platte, we asked the desk clerk for a recommendation of where to have dinner. She rattled off a list of names, some local, some national chains. We opted for a local spot, the Whiskey Creek Wood Fire Grill. As we pulled up to the restaurant, we decided that it smelled good and the parking lot was full. Definitely a good sign.
As we were led to our table, we noticed that the floor was littered with debris and we were walking on something that was crunchy. Not a good sign?!? As we sat down at the table, we discovered a tin bucket of salted peanuts on the table–appetizers. All the crunchy things on the floor were the peanut shells. When in Rome, act Roman. So we had a few peanuts while waiting for dinner and tossed the shells on the floor like the locals.
Good steak dinner, Nebraska corn-fed beef. The restaurant had cowboy written all over it, complete with Tom Mix and John Wayne movie posters on the wall.
