Our guest post comes from Danni Scully, who has lived near the Four Corners area of New Mexico, Colorado, Utah, and Arizona for the last forty years. She enjoys writing, painting, and spending time camping with family and friends. Her website is www.outofthedarkness.net
Turning to the crowd the Sheriff said “come on in folks and we’ll feed ya”.
The dining room was filled with long picnic tables, each with a letter and number designating which table we were assigned to. Squishing through the gravel on the floor we found our table and looked around. Various artifacts from days gone passed adorned the walls. Lanterns, and other old time memorabilia set the mood of the old west. Eyes traveled to the ceiling where old saddles and tack hung from the rafters.
The “Sheriff” welcomed us to the Bar-M Chuck wagon and explained the finer points of tin plates and how to slide your fingers under the applesauce to keep from burning your hands on the quick trip back to your seat. Once the dinner bell rang we lined up for the grub.
Finding my seat, I determined to take a taste of every item on my plate. Salt, pepper, honey and barbecue sauce sat in the middle of the table, waiting for their turn to adorn our plates. Putting a small droplet of the barbecue sauce on a tender chunk of beef, I sampled their wares. Spicy sweetness filled my mouth as I reached for the bottle of savory sauce to add more to my plate.
I could almost smell the campfire as I quickly cleaned my plate. Steve was quiet as he did the same. Returning to the kitchen for seconds he brought me another flaky biscuit and a small piece of chicken. Swallowing hard, I realized that I had eaten way too much!
We sang along to songs from the open range and oldies that many of us knew the words by heart. My heart smiled as I listened to the yodeling of a cowboy on a cattle drive. I lay my head on Steve’s shoulder as the cowboy sang of his sweetheart while out on the range. Laughter filled the room at the antics of the brothers as they did their little dance and shuffled off stage. All too soon the music ended and goodbyes were said.
The Bar-M Chuckwagon is a dinner and show straight out of the old west, located seven miles north of Moab, Utah, at 7000 Highway 191. For reservations you can go online.
If you’re looking for good food, fun and good music, don’t miss the Bar-M Chuck wagon on your next visit to Moab, Utah.