Food Frenzy: Pablo’s Pizza

We love pizza and we are in search for the best pizza in Grand Junction, CO.
Check out this review of one of the best pizza places in town.
319 Main Street, 81501
(970) 255-8879
Hubby and I have wanted to go to Pablo’s Pizza, Downtown Grand Junction since my hubby got here last summer. It seems every time we walked by it during farmers markets, events, parades and Saturday afternoon’s, it was busy; sometimes, even crazy busy. Could it be THAT good?
We finally went this past week and when we walked in, there was a great, friendly vibe to the place. It was an old building, small with a hard wood floor and a great smell of pizza. The staff behind the counter was a number of one. She handed us the menu and we looked over the 23+ pizzas to choose from. Should we get the Unicorn Force (Garlic Olive Oil Sauce, Mozzarella, fresh basil, fresh tomatoes, fresh garlic, pine nuts and Parmesan). Nope. Let it Brie (Garlic olive oil sauce, mozzarella, all natural pepperoni, fresh basil, green olives, roasted red peppers, and creamy brie), nah…we choose the Bella Donna (White sauce, mozzarella, spinach, black olives and tender artichokes). The 12″ for $13.75.
When hubby was paying the cashier told him when he slides his card it will automatically ask for a tip. (Small rant here…TIPS is an acronym for To Insure Prompt Service. It is NOT a guarantee and back in the old days, the waitresses depended on TIPS, so they would “cater” to the customer, not so much anymore). We hadn’t received our food, the counter person, to this point, just rang up our order and handed us a number and two glasses for our drinks, but, hubby went ahead and added a tip.
The staff grew since we had walked in, but then so did the crowd. Maybe one of the reasons was, the pizza is made fresh and right in front of you, which adds to the ambiance and of course, the smell of a good pizza!
The cashier brought us our plates and silverware about five minutes before our pizza. I was hungry, I was ready. When she brought our pizza and I was in AWE! It looked yummy!!! But then, I love spinach and artichokes! I’m not usually a fan of thin crisp, but this crust was not too thin and crispy like some, just a bit of fluff and great flavor. I believe the garlic olive oil helped with that. I forgot to take a picture of the whole pizza, we were just so hungry, we dove in!
I have to say, this is one of the most tasty pizza’s I’ve ever had. Large chunks of artichokes, not too much spinach and the cheese just made everything come together. Now, I love black olives, but I do feel there were just a bit too many on here and, if I were to order it again (which I am sure I will), I would not have the olives on there. Just kind of out of place. I am usually a one maybe two piece of pizza kinda gal, that night I ate four! I wish we were able to order more than one pizza or an appetizer, but we are on a strict budget and we had topped it out.
We had to bus our own tables (don’t get me started again about service) on our way out, which was kind of challenging as the bus station was placed in a small area next to the lids, forks and knives and behind a large table. So getting in and out was rough and interrupting the persons sitting at the table was almost inevitable.
The menu is HUGE! Pizzas, salads, appetizers, Calzones, soup, kids menu, you will be able to find something you would like to try! Or create one of your own. They also have two locations, Grand Junction and Fruita, CO.
Thank you Pablo’s for introducing us to a great pizza!!!
I love pizza; you can’t really go wrong with pizza.
Nick Jonas
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Our First Trip to Telluride, CO

Telluride, Colorado
Elevation: 8,750 feet
Population: 2,444

Mountain town. Ski Resort. Former Victorian Silver mining camp. After ski season and before summer, dead.

But… we did find Elk!


Hubby and I took our first trip of the season to Telluride, neither of us had been there, so we were very excited. Ski season had just ended the weekend before and there wasn’t much snow on the ground, we figured we would beat the tourist season and explore all Telluride had to offer.

Founded in 1878 under the name “Columbia” but had to be changed due to a California town having the same name, so in 1887 Columbia became Telluride.

What would they do now a days? Las Vegas, New Mexico – Las Vegas, Nevada. Denver, Colorado – Denver, Indiana – Denver, Missouri and on and on…

In 1961 on July 4th, Telluride was designated as one of Colorado’s 20 National Historic Landmarks. Known as a former mining town, there are still many ruins of the operations in the mountains around the town (another photo op I need to do…so work out is on top of a list).

Fun Fact: 1889, Butch Cassidy robbed the San Miguel Valley Bank (before he was part of “the wild bunch”). It was a very profitable heist for him, making off with $24, 580 (just a mere $572,000 +/- in today’s economy) and earned him a place in the hall of bank robber fame. 

Hubby and I arrived in the late morning after a two and a half hour drive from Grand Junction. We were thirsty and hungry. I had watched Top Chef AND Destination Truth (or Unknown) and saw this really cute little saloon I really wanted to check out. Unfortunately we couldn’t find it. Found something similar to it, or what I thought might be it, but it was closed and had brown paper over the windows. Because it was a Sunday, after ski season and since we stayed out of the ski village we didn’t find much open.

Parking Alert: if you park in the center part of Main Street, there is a parking fee, if you park just a block away from the center, you get free parking. 

We decided on the first restaurant we saw: Steamies Burger Bar


All natural, fresh and local 100% Angus Beef, Natural Premium Beef Hot Dogs, Fresh Salads and Veggies. Custard made with only cream, sugar, egg and vanilla extract and a list of local brews and wines! They even make their own soda! There is NO Pepsi Cola here, no sir! But, you can sit a spell to watch the game or play board games!

The menu was awesome, it had everything from mac and cheese to Portabello burgers to brussel sprouts to salads! And the fries!!! THE FRIES!!!! Yummo! You won’t go hungry!  The cost you ask? It’s very reasonable for 1. a ski town 2. a tourist town 3. all natural products. My  Steamabello just $7.95 (just the burger), fries $3.95.

After lunch we walked down Main Street to look at all the buildings, there is a very nice park just outside of Steamies and a bit farther up, there is another one with a creek running through it (course, could be a river, but the water levels are dangerously low this year). Back in the car and headed towards Bridal Veil Falls on Colorado Ave; a quick 17 minute drive through town up to the Pandora Mill which is situated in the beautiful Box Canyon, I was ready to check out the Falls. However, hubby and I had no idea what we were doing so we ASSUMED there was a hike to the Falls, but, looking at the map now, I realize we just didn’t go far enough up the road. NEXT trip!

I haven’t covered the Ski Village as we never went into it. I do know there is an awesome Gondola that takes you from the Village to the Town. It’s FREE so don’t miss it when you go!

Well, we have this place in Telluride, Colorado. It’s somewhere I can just get away and relax and think.
Joe Cocker

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Upcycling – Fun with kids

Well, it’s been a couple weeks of down time here at the ole homestead. Who knew sinus surgery would wipe a person out? On the plus side, my doctor says all is going well AND being down gave me time to create some fun.
I was surfing Pinterest (what else you gonna do?) and found some rather unique ideas on how to upcycle old CD’s. For those of you who don’t know yet, CD’s are on the way out! Why get those when you can just download your music (legally, of course).
Bad news. I have some how deleted all my photos I took in the process. I have no idea where they went!
Supply list:
Old CD’s
Tape (I used both packing tape and scotch tape)
Puffy Paint (I used this)
Window Color (paint)
Fishing line
Beads (optional)
Gems (optional)
Hot Glue (for the beads) (for Adults only)
The hardest part of this craft is figuring out how to get the graphics off the CD.
  • Start by making a small scratch in the graphic on the CD. Best if you use just a pair of scissors, just something to start a tear in the graphic.
  • Cover CD in the tape (the packing tape was OK, but the regular scotch tape worked for me just a bit better)
  • I tried different ways. Something to DON’T do…don’t use anything hard to get the tape to stick better, this causes scratches in the CD and kind of implants some of the remaining graphic in the scratches and you can’t get them out. I also wasn’t able to get the center covering off, but I am still trying.
  • This is the FUN part!!
  • Start peeling the tape off the CD, challenge yourself to see if you can remove the entire graphic in one try. I couldn’t do it, but did get almost 3/4 off at once.
  • Repeat last two steps until your CD is “clean”.
  • Next attach the patterns to the smooth side (not the one you just removed) of the CD ( just to hold it in place)
  • With your puffy paint, outline the pattern and let dry
  • With the window paint, fill the rest of the pattern in. I used a paint brush on one and was a little thin and used the stick which came with my paint set and it was a bit more full of color.
  • Let dry
  • Drill a very small hole in the CD near an edge for hanging purposes
  • When all has set add the fishing line to the length you would like. This is were I added the beads
Attach a bead (gem) to the center of the CD with hot glue (***PSA…HOT GLUE IS HOT***)
I beaded my fishing line and attached to the CD
Crafts make us feel rooted, give us a sense of belonging and connect us with our history. Our ancestors used to create these crafts out of necessity, and now we do them for fun, to make money and to express ourselves.
Phyllis George
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Mental Health Awareness Month

After such a great response to last month’s Awareness topic, I have decided I am going to feature one awareness a month.
May is Mental Health Awareness Month
This is very close to my heart and hope I can help, if just one person, with this information.
Statistics show:
  •  1 in 5 American adults suffer from some type of mental health condition.
  •  1 in 10 young people have experienced a period of major depression in their life
  •  1 in 25 Americans live with a serious mental illness, including bipolar disorder and depression
  •  Suicide is the 10th leading cause of death in the United States. More than 41,000 American lives each year are taken this number is more than double the number of lives lost to homicide.
A stigma has been attached to mental illness and is toxic to their mental health, this creates an environment of shame, fear and silence which prevents many people from seeking help and treatment. The only way to change this perception is to ACT to change it. How? Compassion, empathy and understanding is key.
Where does the mental illness come from? 
Mental health includes our emotional and psychological well being. It affects our thoughts, how we feel and how we act. It affects how we deal with stress, relate to other and how we make choices.
Mental health affects us in every stage of our lives.
  • Biological factors, such as genes or brain chemistry
  • Life experiences, such as trauma or abuse
  • Family history of mental health problems
What can I do to help?
Many think friends and family can’t make a difference, when in fact, they can make a huge difference. They can be important influences to help someone get the treatment and services they need by:
  • Reaching out and letting them know you are available to help
  • Helping them access mental health services
  • Learning and sharing the facts about mental health, especially if you hear something that isn’t true
  • Treating them with respect, just as you would anyone else
  • Refusing to define them by their diagnosis or using labels such as “crazy”

Reaching out and letting them know you are there for them, is just one thing you do. At the National Council for Behavioral Health has many other ideas and resources.

Other Resources:
Mental Health America

National Suicide Prevention Lifeline Magnet





The Week in Review

Totally started this week with great hopes of having a nice peaceful week. Maybe get some crafting done, go to the grocery store or even make some cookies. Still working on the cookie situation! But, seems having sinus surgery on Monday doesn’t help the week go according to plans. I’ve had a chronic cough for about two years; a cough like bronchitis gone wild or a smokers cough gone out of control. We had gone through the have’s and have not’s. Lungs clear! Acid Reflux, yes, but not the issue. No. No new allergies. So after several rounds of antibiotics and xrays and CT scans, it was decided, surgery would be the best thing. So, yes, I knew the surgery was coming, I just had hoped it would go better than most of my surgeries and in the long run, it did. I think.

Pre Op
Yes, I am smiling, no I’m not drugged (yet)

We start with a Septoplasty – according to the Mayo Clinic  “Septoplasty (SEP-toe-plas-tee) is a surgical procedure to correct a deviated septum — a displacement of the bone and cartilage that divides your two nostrils. During septoplasty, your nasal septum is straightened and repositioned in the middle of your nose. This may require your surgeon to cut and remove parts of your nasal septum before reinserting them in the proper position.” Not exactly sure how I got a deviated Septum, but now I no longer have one. I will admit, I am a bit bummed I don’t have the typical bruised eyes and nose from a nose injury, however, I got a small (in comparison to my millions of bruises) one where they had to put the IV. Just FYI, I am not a fan of having it in the back of my hands.

Then it was Full Ethmoids (Bilateral),  the main reason why I went in. See a couple of my sinus passages were totally blocked or 90% blocked and the mucus couldn’t get out. The Ethmoid Sinuses are very important, they are located between your eyes and the bridge of your nose (another reason for a nice show off bruise, but no!) and they are the first step in treating most sinus infections. The other sinuses (there’s four total sets, if you were wondering) drain through or next to them and if these are blocked, the infection can spread to the other sinuses. The Ethmoidectomy removes the infected tissue and bone which are blocking the drainage then the take a peek at it with their little flexible tube and camera (which by the way when you get that in an office visit, HURTS!)

I was called in early for my appointment, but then waited until past my original scheduled surgery time to go back. We were told it would be 1.5 – 2 hours and the same for recovery. I didn’t have to fight with the anesthesiologist about adding some nausea medication to my IV like I had before. I have to admit, my doctor and anesthesiologist looked to be about 25 years old. I guess that just means I’m getting old!

No, I am not smiling
I am drugged and hungover.

Everything went well, lost minimal amount of blood, came through recovery like a champ, except. My throat hurt like a bonfire! Like millions of shards of glass were stuck in there and on fire! It hurt! My popsicle made me cry! It’s been four days now and I still have issues eating most things, even water brings tears to my eyes. I also discovered my throat had been injured during the procedure, which may be why it hurts so bad. Can’t blow my nose, lift things, bend over or do exercises (whew! I was worried about that one!)

I don’t know about you, but my nose looks a bit crooked

So today is day four post op. Nose is stuffy, throat hurts, Uvula is swollen and annoying and I still have a cough.

Have a great weekend everyone!

Faith is taking the first step even when you don’t see the whole staircase.
Martin Luther King, Jr.


A Dispatchers Story

I was a dispatcher.
For six years I was part of a team responsible for making sure (approximately), 150 law enforcement agents and 100 fire fighters went home safely at the end of each shift. When we sat down in our chairs, we were responsible for the entire county: over 1,534 sq miles of land and water, about 47,000 residents and over 20,000 visitors a year. I worked with four computer monitors, two computers, a multi phone line and two or more radio channels. Dispatching is about multi tasking: not like walking and chewing gum multi tasking, but talk on the radio, listen to your officers, talk on the phone and type in all the notes at the same time. I have gone from knitting for hours to not being able to go to the bathroom for a whole shift.
I have lived through wild fire seasons, structure fires, river rafting and drowning accidents, snow storms, traffic accidents, car and foot pursuits, tasers being deployed and officers getting into accidents. I’ve sent deputies into harms way and helped find lost or missing people. I’ve heard the deputies call out for assistance and the screams of a victims family. I’ve helped coordinate multiple agency responses and prayed for the deputy I had to send in alone to a call. I’ve listened to people who just needed to talk and to people who having the worst day of their life.
I’ve trained people who thought it was going to be an easy job and watched people walk away when it was too much. I’ve been the one to send someone to a wrong location and I’ve been one who found the location when no one else could. I’ve worked 12 hour shifts, holidays, weekends, days, nights, birthdays, anniversaries and sometimes, even by myself. I’ve gotten the request for the coroner, given CPR instructions to a family member and listened to a suicidal mother asking me for help while she’s holding her five year old son. “You’re a good Mommy” plays over and over in my head.
I’ve laughed at calls that never made sense or deputies who thought we could beam the fire trucks to their location. I’ve felt defeat and accomplishment in the same day. I’ve had open mics where I said things I thought for sure would get me fired. I’ve taken the call from an alarm company where there was a hostage situation. I’ve sent out reverse 911’s for fires, missing persons, evacuations or suspicious people. I’ve argued with  coworkers, my boss, and even the chief of police. I’ve stood my ground and lost some battles.
People ask me, what was your worst call. I had many. Sending officers into a wildfire with winds at 90 mph to find the residents who lived there to a domestic dispute with a weapon and the child who was calling,  locked in the bathroom afraid to talk to me. I’ve checked statuses on my officers with no response, where your heart stops and you can’t breathe, then you hear their voice. But my worst still plays in my minds eye like it was yesterday.
I still hear the sounds of the phone ringing, the three different radio channels constant chatter, my partner working her radio and phone, the constant noise.
The constant noise.
We had a little boy missing from his parents. He had wandered off while mom and dad were packing the moving truck. Mom thought dad had him and vice versa. They lived near the river. I remember hearing one of the officers call out, he sees the boy, he’s in the river.
The noise stops. The noise stops.
I hear his partner advise the officer has jumped into the river with full gear and has gotten caught with an under tow. The officer is up and OK. Another officer has gotten to the boy.
The radio is silent.
The phones are silent.
My partner is silent.
The boy has drowned.
I remember the tears I held back: There’s no crying in dispatch. I headed home (was the end of my shift) and I cried all the way. I asked to go to the funeral, which wasn’t ever done before, but my partner and I went, along with the Sargent on duty that day, and three of the other responding deputies, we stood in the back, out of the way.
My partner and I held it together until: a boy about 12-14 years old comes up to us after the funeral. Stops at the first deputy standing in the line we were in, sticks out his hand to shake the deputies hand and says.
I will never forget it.
“Thank you for finding my cousin”
My partner and I turned around and lost it.
I was a dispatcher for six years. I had to walk away due to medical issues. It was by far, my most favorite, rewarding, aggravating, tiring and important job I have ever had. Dispatchers are often over looked as first responders and most of the time, we never know what the out come is. It takes a special person to be a dispatcher and I give credit to all the dispatchers out there. The job is tough. But so are they.

Peaches in the Spring

There are two places I know for sure peaches are famous. Georgia peaches and Palisade (CO) peaches! Last year I was fortunate to explore the peach farms, the farmers markets and taste those, sweet, juicy peaches, right off the tree. (Read all about the 2017 Peach experience here) This year, I decided I’d take it a bit further and start my adventures during the Spring and follow these trees through their growth.
Palisade (CO) peaches 2017
Peach trees in all their glory!
I have been able to get some amazing photos of different orchards, some including apple trees (cause I am a city girl, I have no idea how to tell the difference). Wonderful smells: I mean, the orchards have a wonderful dirt smell. Not a dry dirt smell, but a nice, delicate dirt smell. Some really cool old barns, new houses and and even a watch tower. Don’t ask.
February 8, 2018
Palisade Peach Orchards Mt Garfield in the back
February 8, 2018
Palisade Peach Orchards
Barn (PS…the Mt isn’t fake, just looks like it)
Snow Grapes

The wonderful thing about Colorado is you never know when Mother Nature will through a wrench into things. This was great for the orchards as they needed the moisture and it wasn’t a freezing snow.

March 03/08/18

Palisade Peaches
Peach Orchard Mt Garfield in the back (taken at a different angle than 020918
Palisade Peaches
Peaches in the making
Another cool barn


Celebrated my birthday 33118 by touring Palisade and getting up to date Peach photos


Palisade Peach Blossoms
Beauties (NOT Mt Garfield in the back)
Peach Blossoms
One of my favorites
Peach rows
Love the “tunnel” on this one!
This is my most favorite right now!

The last picture in this set is my favorite. It was just at sunset, there was smoke from the areas controlled burns in the background making it look a little smoggy. The tops of the peach trees just tell a story. The turbine in the middle is to help keep them from freezing if there happens to be a random frost and behind is the farmhouse which belongs to these peaches.


There is no glory in star or blossom till looked upon by a loving eye; There is no fragrance in April breezes till breathed with joy as they wander by.
William C. Bryant