12/16/2024
Day 4 in South Dakota - the evening.
There is only one restaurant left in Arlington, South Dakota, and when I went in there tonight there was a sign saying "Private Party Only", as it turns out they're now closed to the public on Sunday nights.
I was headed back out the door when a woman came running into the entryway and grabbed me by the arm and said "Would you like to eat some prime rib? We have lots of it left over ".
(She was the mother of the groom, and her brother is a local pheasant hunting guide.)
So I crashed a wedding party, ate a prime rib dinner with all the fixins, drank a beer, and all it cost me was listening to the guide's tales of how great his wirehairs are. đ
Gotta love small town South Dakota.