Tuesday, June 12, 2012

St. Louis: Pluto is Still A Planet


Blue's City Deli for a Poboy.
Erin's turban is from pepper lou.

As promised, the riveting follow-up about our trip to St. Louis last week. I take it you couldn't sleep last night due to excitement? Me either, friend. Me either.

Before we left Anson had three expectations for this trip:
1. To see fireflies.
2. To see the arch.
3. Eat Grandpa's licorice.

On the first night in town, we bathed the kids, put them in nightwear and took them outside to wait for the fireflies to show. We sat there.
Sat there.
Sat there.
Until I heard Anson's sugary scream,
"I SAW ONE!"
Then the fireflies proceeded to give us quick shots of light, a parade of luminescence all over the wooded backyard. May I never forget that moment.
After that evening, every evening was ended with the "firefly show" as Anson and Grandpa coined it.

But more importantly what did we eat?

Imo's Pizza, a St. Louis cracker pizza known to draw haters or lovers on either side. I couldn't wait to have Chup try it for himself. He was a lover, as am I.


Blueberry Hill:


(That mythical centaur almost made me lose my appetite, to be honest.)

Another St. Louis original, Fitz's Rootbeer which we drank in six packs:


My favorite place to eat, Blue's City Deli for sandwiches French-cafe-esque neighborhood corner stop for hungry citizens and crooners alike.


Pappy's for BBQ:


And of course Ted Drewes, the creamy custard frozen in a cup, a concoction St. Louis can't live without:


One night Chup and I took the car and shuttled into the city for some Park Avenue Coffee Gooey Butter Cake and we would've taken a photo of that joy but it was consumed too quickly.

Just imagine a square of paradise.

To fulfill Anson's second request, Grandpa took us to the arch our second day in the city. Though I had visited that grand piece of metal, the gateway to the west if you will, I had never been up in the elevator. Grandpa bought Anson, Chup and me tickets and before I knew it I was ushered inside a tiny concrete claustrophobic capsule which ascended slantingly with the most painful sounds of pulleys and wheels (eeeee rrrrrr eeeee rrrrr) up 630 feet.


It's really hard to keep your balance at the pinnacle of an arch--which is what I realized when we finally reached the top. Topsy turvy. Plus this is your view:



Death would've found me more relaxed at that point.

But not Anson, he was as sure- footed and excited as ever. He asked me if this was a view Spidey could see when he jumped from building to building.

And I suppose it is.

We're all allowed to post pictures we're not proud of at 630 feet:



Once safely on the ground Chup couldn't get enough photos of the arch,
"There's just no bad angle" I heard him say twenty five billion times.
Why does he never say that about me?






This is a good angle of me, no?


As it turned out, number three on Anson's list was all-together too easy to check off. Umi had replenished Grandpa's licorice stash before our arrival. There was blue-raspberry and strawberry licorice liberally.

With all three of Anson's expectations checked and crossed off, there was only one thing left to do for his stimulation, THE SCIENCE CENTER!

(They held hands without any parental prodding, honest):






You're never too young for science, SQUISHY:


And that ends day two of our trip, on Thursday I'll end this travelogue with a great dramatic flair (including some obscure Mormon doctrine and a sing-song number with my son). Shoot. You're gonna get NO sleep this week are you?

Tomorrow Chup is posting a Father's Day gift guide. Wish him luck.

Until then, me and Umi flashing gangsta signs.
(Mine is M for Missouri, hers? I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT MEANS.) Again, turban pepper lou.

Ok, all right, another picture of me at Jon Hamm's high school before he was that tragic little boy Don Draper. (Oh Don Draper don't do it! You were doing so well this season practicing fidelity and such!)
 (A thousand sighs...)

I dedicate this photo to Callie Charles Appelstein. Hamm's most-trusted peer.

p.s. If you've gotten this far, go ahead and give yourself $10 off of anything in the dressy/causal section at beautifullymodest.com. Use cjanekendrick. Dress in the picture above from that very dress shop (Toe the Line). Bless you honey child. 

*all pics from Chup's Instagram account: Christ8pher

19 comments:

Megan Geilman said...

That was fun to see, I served my mission in St. Louis. Oh Ted Drew's and your devilish goodness--I do have to say though: how did you not go to the City Museum???

dramatic sporano said...

Fun to see those lovely photos of your family, but especially fun to see a photo of my Beehive teacher, Sister Cindy Clark. When do they return? One of my Sunday school students begins his mission there in mid-September.

Margaret Young

Heather said...

Love the striped dress you wore in the arch. Can you share where you got it? Pretty please :)

Carrot Jello said...

Looks like your mom is throwing a mall walker gang sign.

a million little loves said...

So glad you're back and posting! I missed your cheeky-ness in my day.
Thanks!

mschmidt said...

Life long resident of a suburb of St. Louis and so happy to see you showing off all the great things our city has to offer! Hope you made it to the Zoo, City Museum, and City Garden as well. Also to note that the Zoo, City Garden and Science Center outside of exhibits are FREE!

Rachel said...

I seriously think you're my favorite person lately. :) Why didn't I know about you while I lived in Provo? What a shame!

Carrot Jello said...

If Umi starts wearing jogging suits, and throwing mall walker gang signs, be worried.
Remind her she has a family. She doesn't need to join a gang.
Maybe it's time for her to come home now. Missouri has been a bad influence.

Emily Heizer Photography said...

I KNOW THE GANG SIGN SHE"S FLASHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


are you ready???


She is making the St. Louis arch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



I'm a genius!

Brian and Tonya said...

What a fun trip. I have always wanted to see fireflies. One day we'll make a special trip just so I can see them.

Mindy said...

"Why doesn't he ever say that about me?" Hilarious-thanks for the laugh!

SuiGeNeRiS Speaks said...

Fireflies.....oh I would LOVE to see some!!! Adding that to my bucket list...

Jewels said...

"Why doesn't he say that about me?"
I snorted. Don't we all wish we could be a delicate, graceful arch?

Holly Decker said...

you rock. next time i go on a vacation, i am totally putting you in my suitcase. you AND your clothes. deal? deal.

Katja said...

Hello Courtney, after looking at the frozen custard over and over again and thinking and thinking again i found out that i was thinking of mustard all the time. And i asked myself why you would eat that.
I'm from germany. Don't blame me.
Many greetings from Katja

Katja said...

And i think it is "don't judge me" instead of "don't blame me"...

Heather H said...

When you said that you had been in St. Louis I was hoping you would find your way to The Science Center! As a native Missourian it holds a special place in my childhood heart. However, I do have to point out that I didn't see any toasted ravioli on the table in your Imo's picture. You had already eaten it all up, right? RIGHT???

Janine said...

i luv u guys! 2 2 2 funny!

MJ/Mom/GrammaJ said...

I live in St. Louis and saw NieNIe and Lottie at church on Sunday. Sorry to have missed you. Thanks for your wonderful post. It reminds me of why I love it here and also how many places I have not been to eat after 30 years here. Shocking! I will have to remedy that. And am happy to say that your folks are the best Mission Pres. ever! So glad to have them here.