Shafter, CA would just be another farm town if not for these two Bergens. We drove all of 2 hours to our first destination and were greeted with smiling faces and a backyard BBQ. It is fitting that we start our trip to Memphis with some BBQ, though I doubt we will encounter this kind of cooking again. We ate pheasant...freshly prepared today by Jacob Bergen. He and his wife Kathleen gave us a place to relax and some pilaf to munch...and we were even surprised by a visit from brother Rob and sister Darcie as they migrated back to the OC.
Shafter means "success" in some native American dialect from some tribe somewhere.
Pedicures...of course.
Jake giving himself a pedicure. Or Jake recovering from a stubbed toe on the after-dinner stroll around Shafter.
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Did they cook with butter much?
and pinkies touch'd.
how i have been to too many shafter backyard bbqs...whats up next? arizona?
glad you're on your way. ahhh pilaf. now there's a food I've been missing and didn't know it. bring some when you come. they're warming up Beale Street for you. i hope you packed your Blue Suedes.
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