Frosty & Edna’s

Still feeling nostalgic, even after my trip to the Porter Peach Festival, I thought I would tell you about my trip to Langley, Oklahoma, a small town on the western side of Grand Lake.

Ketchum is the town closest to my family’s lake cabin, but Langley is the somewhat larger town just to the south.  It has the full size grocery, Sonic Drive-In, ubiquitous Subway sandwich shop, and the only Catholic parish on the west side of the lake.

Desperately seeking a place for dinner, rather than Sonic, I decided to stop in at Frosty & Edna’s Restaurant.  I think it’s been there for more than 30 years, but it was my first visit, and I’m very glad I went!

My feelings of nostalgia were assuaged as soon as I stepped through the doors.  This is one of those classic old diners that we should all experience before they fade away.

Booths and tables to the left and a dining counter to the right, complete with the circular bar stools covered in maroon vinyl.

The first person I saw was an elderly gentleman, ensconced in the corner booth, enjoying a late night piece of pie and coffee.  (I later learned that one of his neighbors picked up his check, as good small town neighbors are wont to do.)

He reminded me of the duffers I used to encounter in Hobbs, NM when I was in high school.  More of the farmer type, rather than the oilmen of Hobbs, he was dressed in bib overalls and farmer’s cap, just as I would have imagined him.

Frosty and Edna are apparently the husband and wife team that originally opened the cafe.  According to the photo on the menu, they must be well into retirement; the cafe being run now by the third generation of the family.  (Not too many of those around anymore, I’m sure).

I sat at the counter and felt at home there, remembering times spent with my father and grandfather in occasions past.

With a plate of chicken fried steak, baked potato, cole slaw and hot rolls, I could see all the usual accouterments of a classic diner.   Lined up against the far counter wall were those individual serving boxes of Fruit Loops, Corn Flakes, and Rice Krispies.  Next to them was a rack holding those small metal syrup pitchers and a syrup warming pot, ready for the next morning’s breakfast crowd.

Ceramic coffee cups, with ads for local businesses on the outside and spoons on the inside, were lined up like a platoon of soldiers, ready for all comers.

And of course, there was the cafe kitsch.  Signs welcomed fisherman to the lake, old calendars and faded photos adorned the walls, and of course,  an image of John Wayne gazed benevolently at the patrons.

The entryway even has one of those kid arcade games where you can win a plush toy if you have prowess with (ooooh) “THE CLAW”.


The only thing I didn’t see was the pie carousel, but that’s OK, I was still reveling in the peaches and ice cream from earlier in the day!

In case you forgot, this is what that looked like. I would really like some more!

So there you have it, a step back in time to a classic American, family-owned, diner.



I’ll give this a solid 3-napkins for the food and the atmosphere.

I think I’ll try breakfast next time!



I was feeling nostalgic this Saturday morning so I headed over to the small town of Porter, Oklahoma for their annual peach festival.

Although I’ve never  been before, it was a favorite summer activity for my grandparents.    My brother mentioned going with them a time or two, so I was curious what it was like.

I’ve always liked small towns and Porter didn’t disappoint!  Main street was blocked off  for food vendors, live music, inflatable attractions for the kids, booths for political candidates and craft sales.

Best of all?  Free peaches and ice cream for everyone at 1pm.  Can you beat that?  Honestly, this was one of the best desserts I’ve ever had!

The peaches were of a tart variety that reminded me of oranges.  (I was so impressed, they let me have two servings!)

The 100+ degree temperature made it all the better as all the towns people and visitors crowded the local fire station for one of the best American treats.  A 4-Napkin experience that only would have been better if someone had gone with me.

After a week in the hot city, the movie theatre tragedy in Colorado, and political attack ads, this was just what I needed.  Unpretentious Americana.

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God Bless America!

Taking One for the Team

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SQPN had its annual online Podcast Marathon to end its Giving Campaign.  CEO Fr. Roderick Vonhogen literally took one for the team by allowing viewers to bid on ingredients for a nasty concoction.

The shots above show what a good sport Fr. Roderick is.  I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t have been able to stomach it.  The viewing crowd was sending prayers out to St. Timothy and St. Erasmus, both patrons of stomach disorders!  🙂

What were the ingredients?

  • apple juice
  • Tabasco sauce
  • condensed milk
  • hazel nut paste
  • raw, chopped onion
  • whipped cream
  • raw mushrooms
  • spicy French mustard

I’m still a bit queasy having watched it.  I have to award this concoction an ignominious 3 burnt toast.


I thoroughly enjoyed St. Patrick’s Day.

The day started with a fun recording of Catholic Weekend.  It must have sounded fun too, because Captain Jeff accused me of having too much Irish in my coffee.  I didn’t have any, actually.

Later in the day, while out running some errands, I picked up this terrific Reuben sandwich from Tulsa’s Petty Fine Foods grocery/deli.  Let me tell you, this was some of the finest corned beef I’ve ever had and the sandwich, while nothing special to look at, it was proportioned just right.

I ate it in Woodward Park among the blooming red buds and some particularly twitchy squirrels.

The evening was spent with my great friends, Jim and Kerry Fox.  Along with their two young daughters, we watched some basketball, enjoyed the backyard with the kids, and supped on Jim’s corned beef and cabbage.  There might have been a few Irish beers too.

The culinary fare ended with this:  Guinness Chocolate Cake from Antoinette’s Baking Company, and mint chocolate chip ice cream.  A perfect combination I would say.

All in all, this was a 4 napkin day of good food and great friends.

Gumbo and Haiti Talk

Last night, I was privileged to attend a dinner hosted by the pastor of my parish, Fr. Jack.  The event was a meeting of FIAT (Faith in Action Team), the name given to our Haiti mission group.

Fr. Glenn Meaux, pastor of the SOLT Mission in Kobonal Haiti (see my mission blog at is making his yearly visit to our parish.

The purpose of the meeting/dinner was twofold.

First, to get the members of the mission team preparing to visit the mission in November together.  There is much work still to be done to pull off this particular trip, and it was important for them to meet Fr. Meaux.

Second, to sample the gumbo that Fr. Meaux prepared.  Being from Louisiana, he is adept at preparing gumbo and other Cajun cuisine.

It was fine fare, along with grilled asparagus, potato salad, bread pudding and pecan pie.  Coupled with a little red wine and ample talk about mixing cement, making bricks and building houses, it was a solid 3-Napkin dinner.

I’m not planning to make this November trip to Haiti, but the one scheduled for the end of February is definitely calling my name.