Congrats to Greg!

Last Friday, Sherry invited us to go to dinner with their family to Porter's Place in Lehi, to celebrate the approval of Greg's Eagle project by his district leaders.  Now, he is not an actual Eagle yet, as his papers now have to be approved by the state council, then approved by yet even a higher council, in Texas.

Of course, we said we would go!  It has been years since we had been to Porter's, and of course, we will do anything to celebrate a great achievement by one of our offspring.

Now, a little bit about Porters Place!

To quote a fact from the place mat:  "Porter's Place is an independent family owned restaurant that is dedicated to honoring the heritage of Mormon Pioneer Orrin Porter Rockwell."

He was the territorial marshal in Utah in the late 1800's, and he apparently was  one of the great legions of the old west, sometimes mistaken for one of the "bad guys," but died with honors spoken of his life by Apostle Joseph F Smith.

I love the front facade of the building.  As I approached the door, I felt almost that I was being transported into another era.  The door is made of old wood and the latch was loose.  I had to fight the door to get  into the saloon.  Once inside, we were greeted by a real cowboy - hat, long white beard, and boots.  I almost expected to be asked to check my gun at the bar.

Greg

According to the place mat, "The bar ....... was built in 1881.  It came from a saloon in Montana and has been here since the restaurant opened in 1971."

Of course the bar now only serves non-alcoholic beverages, such as Rattlesnake Venom, and other appropriately named drinks.  The place is  family friendly, and now-a-days, you can go in with tee shirt and shorts and not be laughed out of the building!  Ha ha.

The boys "belly up" to the bar.

After about 10 minutes of waiting inside the saloon, Greg, our guest of honor, and his family arrived.  As you can tell Greg was really excited to be there, as he knew steaks were soon to be dished up.

Once seated in a back room, most likely used originally to play poker in, our waitress, a cute little bar maiden, was kind enough to take a pic of us.  In order to do this she had climb upon a chair.  We did leave her a nice tip for her service to us.  

Bar maid waits for Greg to make up his mind

On our way out,  I was able to get Greg to pose one more time, right in from of a picture of Rockwell.   

Upon leaving that evening, I told Greg that in getting his Eagle award, he had accomplished something neither his Dad or myself did, and that it was something to be proud of.  His mother was insistent that he obtain this award, so I advised him as to the value of mentors as he makes his way through life.  Hey, we all need them in order to succeed.  Anyway, congrats to Greg!  Grandma Zucc and I will be at the actual court of honor, for sure.