We put on our leathers and headed south for Branson around 9 AM on Friday morning. The longer we rode, the warmer it got, and by the time we arrived in Springfield, the temperatures were around 80 degrees. Unbelievable, for November in Missouri.
We'd stopped at Lambert's on a previous trip, and loved it. However, because they serve such huge quantities, Cliff and I decided to share one meal. The waitress informed us that we'd have to eat from the same skillet (that's what they use as plates) and we decided we could manage that. We asked her to wipe off the table, since both of us were sticking to it (ewww).
Then Cliff got a plastic coffee cup that was leaking water from its insides, which didn't make him real happy. So he asked for another cup, which was promptly brought.
The food is still good there, but we pretty much decided to pass it up next time. Oh yeah, did I mention Cliff found a hair in his food? It didn't look like hair from someone's head, either. (Ewwwww.)
But the ride was great, and we arrived in Branson by 4 PM.