5 Reasons I Love Utah.
I’m in Utah, visiting with my kids while they’re visiting their dad who lives here now. I’ve spent a fair amount of time in this State…summer camps when I was growing up, 4 years of college at BYU, then camping and hiking all over this beautiful place. While I’m not really keen on living here 24/7, I’m always always happy to visit. Here’s 5 reasons why:
It’s impossible to get enough of this delicious concoction of ketchup and mayonnaise. Or, if you’re really feeling fancy, substitute barbecue sauce in place of the ketchup and feel your tastebuds celebrate. I. Freaking. Love. Fry Sauce. The best sauce is either at Arctic Circle or Training Table restaurants, but in Utah even McDonalds has it. You will never want plain ketchup on your fries again. Although I put it all over everything…on my fries, on my burger, even on my salad. In fact, see the obscenely large container of fry sauce in the following picture? I obscenely ate through the whole thing at lunch today.
Everywhere you go in Utah there’s something amazing to look at, whether it’s mountain passes or desert landscapes. My most favoritest National/State Parks are all here: Arches, Zions, Bryce, Goblin Valley, Kodachrome Basin… Since being here I haven’t even gone out of my way to go on a scenic drive and I’m still overwhelmed by the awesome environments I find myself in–driving down windy roads alongside lakes, rivers, and mountains. In California I’m always in a rush to get where I need to go, but here I find the driving so enjoyable I chill out, drive with the windows down, and am always prepared to stop so the kids and I can put our feet in a rushing river.
GRANNY B’s PINK SUGAR COOKIES
I’m not ashamed to admit that, along with fry sauce, I buy up massive quantities of these sugar cookies to take with me back to the world outside of Utah. I. Freaking. Love. These. Cookies. Yesterday I bought the kids and I some and said something like, “These cookies are so good, they will change your life.” Sassy looked at me like I was crazy (pretty much how she always does) and said, “I don’t see how a cookie can be that powerful.” Then she took a bite. I watched her eyes get wide and she tried to stop herself from saying that her life was now changed. She managed to stammer out, “how…what…how…it’s so big and soft and delicious!” And it is. The cookie is perfection.
This is the first time I’ve been a drinker going out to bars in Utah. And it’s pretty fun. There are so many Utah specific drinking laws that it kind of feels like how drinking in the prohibition must have been like. There’s a tongue in cheek humor here too, with the marriage of Mormonism with drinking (Polygamy Porter: why have just one?!) The conversations are never dull around a bar, with locals asking tourists how they like their fair state and tourists unanimously agreeing that Utah is one of the prettiest, most unique states they’ve ever been to.
Have you ever been to Utah? Live here? What are your favorite things about it?