No one seemed to know what pinquito beans were. However, her beans did look homemade, and their meat looked awfully good as well. True, I had just finished eating fifteen minutes ago, but…. The man started speaking volubly in Spanish. I helplessly turned to Jessica — who had taken years of Spanish in high school and had even won some awards — for help. However, the recent food intake and sweater trauma had resulted in a brain cramp, rendering her temporarily useless. Fortunately, another man came to our rescue. Nipomo was a town about five miles north of Santa Maria. Jessica was less confident.
The idea of tooling around a strange town, searching for firewood, did not seem to appeal to her, especially since we had another four hours of driving ahead. Being a sensitive guy, I knew I had to treat her gently. The threat to leave her behind worked, and we headed north to Nipomo. We spent about fifteen minutes driving around Nipomo, which truly was a small town, but to no avail.
It had a false storefront that gave it a cozy, homey feel. We pulled up next to the restaurant, and recognizing the now familiar smell of burning oak, we decided to go inside. I approached a waitress, and asked if they served pinquito beans. Once again, we were denied. I then asked her where they got their wood, and she explained that there was a man in town who delivered the wood every few weeks.
She very kindly gave me his name and phone number, which I promptly called. He said that he could bring some back for me in about five weeks, and although I was sorely tempted, I thanked him and hung up. Jessica and I arrived in Irvine later that evening, and upon hearing our tale, my dad suggested that Santa Maria barbecue was an overhyped myth.
Perhaps it is. I remain convinced that somewhere in the Santa Maria Valley, there is a place that makes meat so sweet and smokey, it practically dissolves in your mouth, a place that serves pinquito beans that are so good, you sigh in resignation every time you see a plate of pintos.
And so the search continues…. Skip to content Search for: Search. BU As she spoke, I envisioned a small country road, surrounded by storefronts straight out of an old Western, and lined with smokey grills as far as the eye could see.
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BV Duly inspired, my younger sister Jessica and I woke up early yesterday morning and headed south on the BY Five minutes into our drive, we had our first sighting. BZ There were only two other barbecues along Broadway, but my disappointment was outweighed by the earlier sight of the Valley Christian barbecue.
C0 Where Are the Pinquitos? It's a good first date. If you pass it, there will be further dialogue. Eight Canadian companies attended, four of them representing geothermal energy, noted Stephen Davis, who is with the Canadian Consulate in Colorado. Our companies told us that was worth the price of admission right there.
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Flashes of blue sky disappeared and revealed themselves, as black white and grey clouds shot past each other on three separate levels of sky. Just past Ballynahinch Lake I passed two farmers hitching at the roadside. As I waited for them to walk up to the car, my mind imploded on itself. Oh no, what have I done? Why did I stop, when I needed this time and space to myself? Why did I stop? Perchance because between the ages of 15 and 35, I hitched no fewer than a quarter of a million miles.
I hitched to school and back; to countless pubs, clubs and many many jobs. I hitched all over the motorways of England, until there was barely a mile I had not covered. I hitched half of each year as a teenager, all over western Europe, and then in my 20's I hitched the east and west coasts of America; the Hulme and Princes Highways of Australia. Over two visits and nine months, I lost myself and my inhibitions in New Zealand, for weeks on end achieving a rare and blissful 'On The Road' state of hitching nirvana: just 'going with the lifts'; that is to say, when they ask you where you are going, you just say: 'Wherever you are going, if you don't mind'.
Once they understood that I was merely suffering from an overdose of freedom, and neither a psychotic killer nor an obsessive weirdo stalker in search of rare satanic walnuts from the bad witch's mud bath, many people took me along with them. During those weeks, I developed a trust in humanity alongside a faith in the process of 'journey' that has influenced me more than any other single phenomenon, person or place in my life.
So that's why I stopped for these two lads, and as they clambered into my car I sensed their massive physical presence. Inside their sodden Day-Glo oilskins, I saw flashes of human hewn from granite; burly creased yet comfortable bodies packed with years of bacon and pints of da Harpic; faces mottled with clumps of white hair sprouting from inside ears, outside noses, even some on top of their heads. Himself in the back tried to climb on top of a box filled with cassettes, and while I was waving my arms around trying to explain that he might want to slide across and sit on the other side, I saw out of the corner of my eye himself in the front about to settle his massive bulk onto the full plastic bottle of water that was just waiting to be squashed on the passenger seat.
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Having sorted out safe landings for them both, and made sure they were safely belted in, I was showered with friendly and effusive greetings: "Sh-cholar and Gentleman so ye are! Where are ye from? At that moment, all I wanted was to give these lads a ride, help them out, but also I desperately needed another 20 minutes of space, time and awareness of the beauty of the countryside. Maybe it's because I am all grown up, or maybe it was goes-around comes-around karmic payback for all those decades of being a lift, but I decided that I could be successful if strong, tactful and assertive.
Surely there was a way to achieve all I needed, give them what they wanted, and still remain polite?
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Speaking slowly, calmly and pleasantly, I felt a strong deep voice rise within me: "Gentlemen, you are very welcome in my car. I am delighted to drive us into Clifden, but I'm not really up to chatting. No offence at all, but I have a lot of things on my mind, and I need a few minutes to sort myself out before I arrive in Clifden! Not a bother! Fine, fine, go ahead, so!
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