Wild Wild West

Andy and I experienced the Wild Wild West this past Friday night as we went to dinner at Buffalo Chip in a town north of Phoenix called Cave Creek. We went with our friends, Mike and AJ, and AJ's family who were in town from South Carolina. It was decided to check this place out because we heard they did great Friday night fish fry's just like you get in Wisconsin. Plus, we were informed the original owners were also from WI, so we figured it had to be good.

Andy and I arrived early and decided to head inside to get drinks before everyone else arrived. When we walked in it was apparent that we did not fit in. Our flip-flops definitely did not cut it when it came to cowboy apparel. Either way the staff were very friendly and greeted us immediately and started to get our table ready for nine people. Good thing Andy and I got there early because once 7pm rolled around the place was jam packed. Of course Andy and I ordered the all you can eat walleye fish fry and it was very yummy. Not exactly as good as the WI fish fry's, but nonetheless very tasty.

Following dinner a country band started playing and everyone (but us) hit the dance floor. I am not talking line dancing, but full on couples country twirl dancing. Just like the movie Urban Cowboy. I had never seen anything like it, so it was very entertaining.

After observing the dancing we headed out back for bull riding. I initially thought this was mechanical bull riding, but as soon as we got out back I realized I was wrong. It was the real deal bull riding. Now, I know my friend Jessica is down for this sort of thing, but I am not. I could not enjoy entertaining myself for the purpose of animal entertainment. Sorry, but it's not my thing. Apparently it's very popular though because once we walked out back there were tons more people outside watching the live bull riding. There were tons and tons of cowboy hats and boots everywhere. Nothing like making us and our flip-flops feeling a little out of place. Maybe the website should state "No cowboy boots or hat, No Service." HA HA!

Anyway, it was a good experience, but Andy and I are not into country music so inside was not for us and I am not into live bull riding so outside was not for me. Neither of us own a cowboy hat or boots and Andy does not own a flannel shirt with the sleeves torn off. We just plain did not fit in. I am glad we went to experience it and see something new, but I am not sure I can go back.

Besides our Wild West adventure on Friday night we were able to accomplish the big wedding task of getting our thank you cards written. Yippee!