Archive for October, 2009

30
Oct

The Gaylord Texan

   Posted by: Dave    in Journal

I’m just finishing up four days at the Gaylord Texan, a small city masquerading as a hotel and conference center in Grapevine, Texas (think North Dallas).  God willing, there will be pictures on Facebook soon.  It’s hard to describe a place as big and complex as this (yes, I know the one in Tennessee is bigger).  I’d judge the campus comprises about 80 acres; the building, not counting the covered parking and the detached night club, must be more than a quarter mile from end to end.  The clear-span center atrium is four and a half acres, and has a man-made river running through it.  Everything about the place is big, bold, and elegant.  To properly describe a place like this, one needs to find an icon, something small enough to grasp, that represents the soul of the place.  I found it Leslie Sims. 

One of the first things I did when I got to my room and convinced myself I was not going to steal the signed print from the bathroom wall, was to set up my laptop.  When I plugged in the cord, there was a small arcing sound, but no power.  A moment’s inspection found where our puppy had amused himself chewing on the chord.  Unless you are as computer-dependant as I am, you may never know the feeling the prospect of a week with only a BlackBerry brings. 

Only one conductor was severed, and my hope was that maintenance would be able to help me solder it together.  I turned to the concierge desk.  Leslie explained that maintenance had gone home for the day, and then asked me what brand of computer it was.  “HP”, I said, and she reached in a drawer, pulled out a power cord and handed it to me.  “Just bring it back when you leave.”  And that was that.  I have no way of knowing what her thoughts truly were, but she left me feeling that it was her honor and high privilege to fix the mess the puppy made on another day in a different state, and send me on my way a happy camper.

There were others-the wait staff at our luncheon served tables with skills long forgotten in most good restaurants, Paula and Diana who made up my room and left me delightful little notes-but I promised a single icon.  Leslie, you are an angel in a western, wraparound skirt.  As my friends from down under would say, “Good on ya!”

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17
Oct

Garlic Mike’s Revisited

   Posted by: Dave    in Journal

My granddaughter is using my house as a honeymoon suite, so Charlotte and I are staying at our apartment in Delta this week.  Last night, we drove to Montrose for a romantic dinner of our own.  We went back to Garlic Mike’s.  I last posted about this restaurant on December 4, 2008, and it’s high time I reprised it. 

If you’re having trouble finding the place, go east on Main St. until you see the Rose Bowl on the right.  (Yes, it’s a bowling alley)  Turn in there, and a couple of twists will bring you to the best Italian food for miles.  I can testify that the picatta  sauce would make cardboard taste good, and it’s even better over a chicken breast. 

The first time we went there, we met Amber, who was serving, and acting as host–the place is too small for a maitre d’.  It was her skill and grace that first got our attention, even before the food came.  This time she recognized us, and told us she was now the assistant manager.  Good for her, and good for management that recognizes talent when they see it.

The supply of good restaurants in Montrose is growing, but if you want a romantic evening with good food, and attentive service, Garlic Mike’s is still hard to beat.

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7
Oct

Mesa Lakes Resort

   Posted by: Dave    in Journal

Monday was our 51st anniversary.  We chose to stay closer to home this year, so we rented a cabin at Mesa Lakes Resort just above the Powder Horn ski area.  On the whole, the resort was great, but as in life, there are pros and cons.  Let me start by saying I would be proud to own that particular cabin.  It was cozy, the fireplace was great, and it slept six in two bedrooms and a sleeping porch with a killer view of the lake.  It would have slept eight if one of the two couches was a hide-a-bed, but six is about right for the single small bath. 

There are pictures at http://www.flickr.com/photos/davidleeshort/sets/72157622405605139/   

If it were mine, there are some repairs and improvements I would make.

  • A section of the log exterior is rotted. From my time at Breezy Point Resort I can tell you log repair is not cheap or easy, but it’s something that simply must be done to keep the building intact.
  • Two of the windows are cracked.
  • Two of the tiles have been removed from the shower, and the hole covered with duct tape.
  • As far as I could find, the entire cabin hat 4 electrical outlets. The one in the bath was a GFI, but the others were ungrounded, and so worn that phone and camera chargers simply fell out.
  • The building had been freshly stained, and looked great, but no one masked the windows so the spectacular view was considerably marred.
  • The arm cover on one of the couches was tattered.

If all of this sounds a little picky for a mountain cabin, remember I’ve managed a resort, an up-scale mobile home park, and two apartment complexes.  I leave a maintenance list at every hotel I visit.  Still, the accommodations at Mesa Lakes run as high as $295.00 (ours rents for $185.00, and they gave us a nice discount).  That rate puts them in competition with places like the Hotel Telluride with its granite baths and cooked-to-order breakfast.  (If you go back a year in my ramblings, I wrote a review.)

So, would I recommend Mesa Lakes Resort?  As my friends in the legal profession would say, that depends.  As the name implies, it is nestled among some of the finest clear lakes you could ask for.  There are both downhill and cross-country skiing close at hand.  If it’s a cabin you want, then the answer is yes.  The owners are friendly and easy-going, the lodge is beautiful, and the food is simple, but very good.  If you are looking at the word “resort,” and expecting elegant you’d be disappointed.  If you live on the Western Slope, you owe it to yourself to check the place out.

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