Spring at the Saloon

Spring has come and will give way to summer shortly, as the bitter cold is slowly giving way to, well, just plain cold. The earth below our feet, once covered in white cold snow, has started to turn wet and soggy as the tundra gets into its' usual state of "bogginess" on top of the permafrost. Shortly, all around will be the worlds' biggest mud bog, attended by mosquitoes so large, that when we first got here, one landed and we attempted to load aviation fuel on, and board passengers, before we realized it wasn't a bush plane! (No wonder the passengers were so darned reluctant to get aboard. The pilot really was a blood sucking creature!) Come to think about it, some have ascribed that statement to the airlines and the overall cost of flying up here from the lower 48 anyway!)

We do everything really big up here in Alaska. You know, those Texans think they do things big, but our Texas size donuts are about the size of a postage stamp. You could hide Texas in a corner of Alaska and never find it until the snow melted! If the snow melted, that is! We do have some things they don't, such as Eskimo ice cream, a local delicacy, and other foods that we were marginally aware of until the Saloon became a virtual reality. We'll post the recipe along with others as time permits.