North Mankato to California

Added pictures, updates on 12/29
Thanks to Mary G and Mary J for the comment. jerr
I will add pictures as I can:

Okay, after hearing from a number of people about maybe not writing a blog. I decided too anyway, as there are some that follow it:

I will summarize the many first days of the trip, with pictures. As it is not easy for me to write a blog when we are road warriors (anyhow for me) and going from activity to activity with little rest. As some know we left a day later as a bridge friend of ours lost her battle. We then took off Wednesday 14^th, and spent the first night in Des Moines. We ate at a Sheraton as they were down the line from our less expensive hotel. Shirleen's rib eye was fine, I ordered a tortellini with sausage in a rich marinara sauce, good taste but sat a while before serving.

The next morning (Thursday 15th) was a uneventful trip down Kansas City way. As those who have travelled that way know, not much but open land and hillside. We did see a couple bald eagles along the way.

Along the way we stopped at a local restaurant in the town of 700 at Bill & Deb's Café Inc of Belton, MO. A great little restaurant open Wed. thru Sunday, friendly people and made to order. Shirleen's egg, hash browns and delicious sausage link was taste, my ham and cheese omelet was fine with a bowl of grits and rye-caraway toast for each.

We skipped to the east of KC and headed to Bentonville Arkansas our true destination. As we arrived close to the Crystal Bridges Art Gallery of the heiress of Mr. Walton we decided to see if we could get in. We meander thru the wooded area it is set in and come around the corner and there it was.

Not a dramatic front entrance but a large as life stainless tree.

 Then we walked in and found that there was no problem to getting in.

There are 5 gallery's

with many pieces of American art, earliest was mid-1700's if memory remembers right. I was impressed with the arching timbers of the first gallery. It was like looking at the inside of a wooden boat/canoe with just its ribs showing.

I suspected they were and Arem said they were 2X18 inch oak boards placed in high moisture containers and all bent to the same arch, then glued together. The effect was dramatic.

The other gallery's were high arching vaulted ceilings sweeping upward. In the second room there is the portrait that may look familiar to most, it is President Washington, it is the picture of him found on a one dollar bill.

The first gallery had the prized Kindred Spirits which was bought in Philadelphia for around 38,000,000$ and was offered 70 million to keep it there. Of course she refused. The art gallery's on each coast was dismayed over the fact that fine art was being bought and going into a museum in the hinterland of the Midwest.

It is always  hard for us to determine what direction to take when viewing a gallery like this. Well it turned out that this was thought thru. You meandered right and twisted around and made four passes through the pieces.

You could take pictures of any pieces as long as you did not have a flash on. We viewed each piece in a somewhat hurried fashion and saw all by 6 pm. I mentioned Arem before, he steered us to a Carrabba's Italian restaurant. Well it is dark, we are in a strange area and he is shooting from the hip on directions. We have ate at this chain before and found them a nice place to eat. Arem son was starting his college degree at U of MN this fall. I do remember one piece, I did not take a pic wished I had, of a lake scene, where the detail of the rock, tree leaves, weeds growing in the blades of grass. Breathtaking. Art is in the beholders eye. There are also sculptures made of marble and metal.

 For non-standard pieces there were some real stand outs to us.

I must first mention the dummy dressed in crocheted pot holders, I swear some of those designs were taken from my Mothers pot holders.

The next was the last supper, upside down and in front of it was a 3 inch glass lense which righted the piece.

I have held off on saying how it was made, as it as 20 feet long by 8 feet high, just a guess. It was made out of suspended spools of thread.

The food was great, Shirleen had the fillet Florentina with two large scoops of mashed potatoes and asparagus. I the small portion of veal picatta cutlets in a lemony sauce with fresh made potato chips. The homemade bread was warm and tasted great with the olive oil.

Off the following morning (Friday 16th) to Amarillo Texas. I selected the shortest route on the GPS, careful shortest does not mean quick. We had a delightful cruise through the countryside, thru crik and valley. Slow speed turns and many small towns or even smaller than that places. Some of the areas were just disheartening, what do these people do? I know we are all created equal but along the way a number of people and families have really missed the boat. We finally hooked up, after 70 miles on back roads, with the four lane to the interstate. Well we were on some really desolate stretches of four lane and all of a sudden a big black pickup flew by, we pull into a small town and on the other end is that pick up pulled over, got caught by the local sheriff.

We pulled off the highway and were going to gas up and thought we would grab a bite to eat. There was no mom and pop's restaurant in sight, just brand name eateries. I spotted a Steak 'n Shake, a first, wish I could remember who said we ought to try it, so on this obscure information we stopped in. The burger have a good taste, Shirleen had the single patty burger with thin-thin fries and a Sunday; I had the Frisco, grilled bread with a burger and a special sauce.

We travel along some of the same route we took two years ago on our Route 66 trip. There was a side road that I took a picture of, above the STOP is Rt66

Looking at some of the side roads we took alongside of I-40 we now took was fun to relive.

As we pull into Amarillo we see the Texan restaurant where you can try and eat a 72 ounce steak and some sides and get it free if you devour it all. What we remembered was parking the corvette under a sign and coming out and seeing the starlings had deposited there calling cards on the hood of the car.

Applebee's for dinner tonight, not much else around. A bourbon steak for Shirleen and I a chicken, rice, broccoli and special sauce.

Saturday 17^th, we head to Roswell NM and hope the aliens have had their fill for the month. We come into Roswell and see a truckers eatery, Charlie's Restaurant.

We pull in and it is 1pm but we opted for breakfast ordered a basted egg with hash browns and toast I a green chili pepper hamburger with lettuce, tomato and mayo. Wow were those green chili's good, spicy but not overly hot. Down the road we find many alien motifs on buildings, parking lots and signage.

We find the UFO Museum, but notice the street lights, the globes are teardrop shaped like many of the old lamps in many small cities, but these had two tear dropped shaped eyes on them.

 

If one believes in the Roswell, military scoffed at sighting, UFO sighting in Area 51. this was an exhibit of that sighting and another side which talked about many other sightings. I mention to Shirleen that back in 1952 or so I was at Mike E, house on the south side of town. I look skyward and high above I see something spiraling upward leaving a spiral cloud behind it. I can still see us standing in the empty lot next to their house and where I was standing. Well that's my story for the century. As usual Shirleen is reading each event and place card. She comes out of an area and motions me to look at an item she just read. There is a story about a Deke Slayton who observed a UFO, so what? Well he lived in Minnesota, so what? It was in the year of 1951, well was I off by a year?? Think as you may.

We saw that there was a old house on display by the local historical society. We will take the time. The docent took us thru the first floor and pointed out the artifacts that were part of the original house of the White's, local oil barons, he 27 years older than she, she lived till 97 and gave the house to the children who have given the historical society custody of it. The society takes care of all the upkeep. The wood on one of the pianos was a beautiful grained walnut.

These are always fun to go thru and have a good explanation of the house. She mentions a town we should drive thru as it has some nice scenery, she was right, I also picked up some gas as there was a threat of snow and it is best to be prepared.

We head out of town and there sits a smoky with his radar pointed the way people are coming into town. The big SUV behind me was flashing its light s in the familiar off on off on blink to warn others coming into town about the smoky. He pulls the big SUV into a parking lot of a casino a couple miles down. I chuckle as that flashing is nation wide and has helped us in the past. Miles later this SUV, it had a distinctive crest on the back window, breezed by with another pickup, both with Texas plates. A sort time down the line, I see this big light colored SUV pull into the ditch aside me. It is a state trooper, well I was going two miles over but the three other cars that went by were going a little more. I pulled over as he sped by and past those ahead. I said wouldn't it be ironic if the trooper was going after our Texas SUV, well he was and the guy was parked with the trooper coming alongside the drivers side and he was already handing out his license. No one helped him, but the other truck was no where to be seen, I suspect he let the front car take the fall. As we wanted to get through the mountains where the weather was changing to snow showers we headed on. We approached White Sands NM, and missed the entrance and went down a couple miles to turn around. Well this meant going back through a check point. Not sure what they were up to but they had each vehicle pull off the highway and go thru an inspection area. Wow there were a multitude of cameras looking at us. I rolled down the window and all he said was, Sir have a nice day, and motioned us through. We stopped at the pueblo housing the National Park building, really neat. Shirleen was able to stamp her book and we head down the road into the white sands area.

Well it was approaching 5pm and she wanted a explanation of what the area showed, so we turned around and picked up the brochure. A mile down the road you see the 8 foot high fence has been covered by white sand blown from the dune next foot. Well off to Las Cruces for the night.

We passed on the Olive Garden and ate next door at Cheddars, a little hometown restaurant. Shirleen had a salmon in bourbon sauce, potato and broccoli and I deep fried cat fish, red rice and beans; preceded by a small cost large order of onion rings.

Sunday 18^th, we decided to find out if the town had a cathedral, which it did, and not far from us. This was a delight. The friendliness of the parishioners was evident. The bishop conducted the mass. He was a short man of Mexican decent, and built with a frame like Santa. It is 7:36am for a 7:30 mass, reminded me of Indian time. Down the isle comes a priest in a wheel chair, one of those sport type models but many years old. He whips himself along. To the right of the alter was a ramp, with him is another priest and then the bishop.

Diocese Crest

He looked out and said a small crowd today, they must be at, he named a restaurant, having breakfast and the parish chuckled. Now for one of those unexpected moments. As we walked out of the church the Bishop greeted us, I mentioned we are from southern MN. As we walked past that new parish priest he looked like he wanted to greet the two new parishioners. I stopped and greeted him saying we are form southern MN, he said Marshall, New Ulm or Mankato. This blew me away. He has an uncle who was an orthodontist and lives below Good Council. I said we were originally from New Ulm and he said, my grandparents are the Kaltz's who had the polka band. We mentioned we knew the kids, slightly. Shirleen said, they also had a corner bar. He said, I usually don't mentioned that with a grin.

We arrived in Tucson at noon time stopped at a Denny's, as we could not spot a local diner after driving thru the downtown. Standard fair, eggs with hash browns, I a steak with grits.

We went to the Tucson Botanical Garden but the rain was more than we wanted to put up with. Now it was time to do something. We went to an overlook that Michelle suggested to mom. We finally found the observation area that she mentioned, well it was a trail up a hill and we decided to not do it. So I called Marge and Maynard B. people we have done the 4^th of July with years ago. They were home and would enjoy to meet us at their home. Off we go. Of course at the intersection I can turn left or right, I turned right. We drove around the park, could not find the bridge she mentioned nor the street mentioned. Shirleen said, how about the other direction, I said well it doesn't look like here. Well it sure looked like the right place, found the bridge, their street then their number 203, which matched their car license plate number. We had a nice chat reliving old times and I getting kiddy about my leather shoes. I did not realize people followed my shoe fetish. It turns out Marge is a docent at the Art Museum and volunteers on Tuesday's, because Monday's they are not open which meant we could not visit tomorrow. As they were to have dinner with friends at 5:30 we left for the evening and dinner.

At the hotel in Tucson the great counter guy recommended Rusty's restaurant, a mile away. A quaint little place, Shirleen's fish and chips were good I got the roast beef brisket, good flavor after wiping off the sauce.

Monday 19th, we went to the Tucson Botanical Garden.

We stopped at this place yesterday and as it was raining we thought maybe today. Well even more rain this morning. We did not let this deter us. Off with our umbrellas, I the small one Shirleen the large one. It would have been nicer in the sun but this was a well planned garden. It originally was a home for the Porter family, of which this became their garden area. If in the area again we would go through it. As we travelled the paths the overhanging leaves of the trees glistened with water droplets.

Off to Sun City to visit Pat and Dave for a couple days. Arrived after 1pm and spent a lot of time catching up. After a couple of pomegranates and vodka's we had a delightful dinner at their home. Pat and Shirleen had a glass of cabernets, Ste Michelle's vintage. The food has to be described, should have taken pictures. I have never seen shrimp this large, must have been 6 or 8 per pound, Dave deveined and butter flied them. He took the shells and fried them in butter and garlic to fry the shells and get their juices and eventually the sea scallops. Then Costco came in, they have found a vegetable, noodle packet that they microwave to accompany the seafood. As a prelude we had fresh avocado blended with sour cream, chips, carrots and celery. What a feast. The three had a serving of Blue Bunny ice cream – chocolate. We continued the visit till 10:30 and hit the sack.

Tuesday 20th, a fine sleep, I threatened to take the bed with us. Coffee then breakfast of eggs and sausage with toast, more than I eat at home but a good start for the day. We watched the golfers pass by to the fairway on the backside of the house, it was ladies day. Then came the quail, running through the backyard and pecking the small pieces of rock for their crop. The coffee is done and I mention a walk and all agreed. As Dave and I walked a different route, he showed me the brass markers in the middle of the road. They are down the middle of the road and from 4 inches to blocks apart. I have my eyes open for these markers when we travel.

Rio Mirage Mexican restaurant on 60 is where the men ate. I must say that the green corn tamale was super. The name does not describe the item. it is a tamale masa with whole corn rolled into it, poured over the tamale is a green sauce - WOW!

Before the meal we went on a house lighting ride, the houses with decorations are on the web by cities, nice help.

  

Can you see the cactus in the pic to the right?

Dancing Lights on this House 

The eye shattering one had 150,000 lights and they were synchronized to music. Wish I could post that but can't. Dave made us a fine supper, tenderloins, red potatoes and green peas.

Wednesday 21st, The next morning blueberry pancakes – never the norm. we left after breakfast.

Ate this noon at Wildflower Bread Co. with Marlys and Jerry B of Mankato, much like a Panera. Shirleen a grilled cheese with tomato and Chi tea. The bowl of chicken, spinach and artichoke soup was an 8, along with a half of a roast beef, gorgonzola cheese with lettuce and tomato – yummy.

A surprise visit with Mike and Sharon T. a first cousin of mine. We had an extra hour and called them. They had just got back from a movie. We caught up over the last couple years, sure glad time opened up to visit as it did not look like we could.

Leaving Mike's a little late we arrived at Cletus and Rosie F. park model in Mesa. A refreshing egg nog for each followed by a smoked salmon with diced onions on crackers. He was excited by finding that man who had many letters and mention of the Leavenworth expedition during the Indian Uprising of Brown county. Ate at the Bavarian Point 4815 E Main Street Suite #32 Mesa.

This eve I forgot to take pictures of the meals, a no-no especially with the great meal. Shirleen's Veal Wienerschnitzel was as large as a football – pounded thin and lightly breaded with German fried potatoes. Cletus and Rosie split an enormous smoked pork shank with a large mound of mashed potatoes and red cabbage. I the Jagerschnitzel with spatzles and delicious tasting mushroom gravy, no e in gravy. A recommended place to eat German faire around Phoenix/Mesa.

Thursday 22nd, We get on the road, highway 10 is packed full of cars and trucks headed each way. As we hit the hill area outside of Blythe and you can see the dust storm against them. Then there is a set of lights along the road which say that if they blink there is a high dust alert, yes, and they were blinking. We went thru a couple of areas that had high winds and heavy dust but decent vision. A lot of cotton bales are seen alongside the road.

We pulled into Indio CA to drive off hwy 10 up to Palm Springs. We noticed gas was 3.55$, but this one had 3.29$, so we fill. As we went along the price was either one of the prices but not a gas station near to each other? Who sets the price?? As we have set our watches back to Pacific time so we lost another hour. We have not eaten today and it is 1pm. We drive along and look for a café, all we spot are Mexican. I come to a light and notice there is a café on the corner, I make a turn into the turn lane and we make it.

Here is another recommendation for a Palm Desert restaurant; Cork Tree California Cuisine. Shirleen's beef medallions, veggie mix and fried potatoes.

I Scottish salmon with spinach and Himilanian black rice risotto (black rice, first time seen with beets and light cheese throughout)

Tonight we ate at the Zini Café Mediterrano restaurant, voted the best. Another Palm Springs restaurant. We did find Copley's but wanted to eat at another restaurant. We ate downtown Shirleen a bowl of onion soup and I Belgium veal meatballs with ricotta cheese lightly covered with a sweet sour tomato sauce, spicy and quarter inch diced carrots with pommes frites (French fries). It turns out that each Thursday eve 5 to 10 or cool weather 6 to 10 the town has an art fair.

To start the morning we ate breakfast at Elmer's. this is a chain out on the west coast. Great coffee, we ate light eater's menu. Shirleen her one egg, two sausage links and hash browns. The hash browns were a cut like the shoestring potatoes, and baked or boiled prior to frying. My cheddar cheese and ham omelet was good, the cheese was a local up north manufacture.

We headed out and although you heard about the winds we found no more than strong winds.

Friday 23rd, We arrived at Riverside and as we approached the Inn we saw an art museum. We had to view it, I would not recommend, but if you have free time go through it a couple Dali's were there. As we walked around the Mission Inn area we thought we may as well drop in and see if a room is ready. It was and we used park your own and dragged our goods to the room.

Our door

Now it became interesting. We were unaware that they had installed new locks and she didn't mention it when we checked in. to top it off I used the paper card with a magnetic strip on it. I tried every direction to get it in what appeared to be a slot and almost succeeded. Well after spending enough time trying I wanted to find a maid, of which none could be found. Well let's try again, again baffled. I then decided to go down three levels and ask. Along the way on our outside walkway I meet the guy checking out the rooms made up. He said he would help, we walked to the door, I took out the paper card and he asked where is the plastic card, here. It was blank on both sides and we wondered what they were for. Well you hold against the black doohickey on the door. I tried it with the paper card so I was almost there.

Lunch time, this Inn is really busy as it is totally decorated for Christmas and people go in and out, but security is at each entrance to the rooms. We see a restaurant and are seated close to the prep area. Parties abound. Shirleen ordered a hamburger with fries and I a bowl of tortilla soup laced with avocado pieces.  The breads that accompanied it were the flat bread and a couple rolls, and hard butter. This was not the best seating but for the day it was all we could get. Then it even worked out for the good. I was talking to waitress and the manger came over thinking there was something wrong. No I said, I was concerned about the brunch on the 25^th and dinner on our 45^th anniversary. He said he could get un to the buffet at 9am, Manny took our name down and room number and told us to come to him. Cindy and he said to check with dining room matra di at 7pm for dinner at Duane's at Mission Inn.

We just walked around the area. We decided to take the tour of the Mission. We got a 2pm booking, usually take 15 people this time 20 but she felt in the Christmas spirit. Ursula has been doing this for a number of years, they take a 7 month training course then write up the tour they will give. We had a lady doing her training with us. After the tour I mentioned that it was Toe-mah for Too-mah Wisconsin she said it would go into her tour material. As each take a different slant on things. It is an hour and a half, we got the special tour of the chapel, as today there were no weddings.

The double cross was developed by the owner. It is on each street light.

The hotel was built by Mr. Miller, a Methodist, tea totler who did not swear, his mother made him swear to that or he had to go to college. He was an entrepreneur, or some would say a stealer of ideas if he could not buy it. This was evident with a number of statues, he took pictures and had someone make one. The building was added on many times.  And was a stopping place for many presidents: Theodore Roosevelt, Howard Taft, Lyndon Baines Johnson, George Walker Bush, Ronald Reagan honeymooned here, Richard and Pat Nixon got married here and Herbert Hoover. Ten presidents have been here.

We toured the gardens and many of the areas of the one block layout.

The Chapel was bought, the alter for 10$ and sent to the US from Italy. It turned out to be 30 feet tall and in many boxes, without directions.

He built a place for the chapel and it fit snugly.

The 6 stain glass windows were a gift from Tiffany along with a center east end window that shows best in early sun. the motif also had a menorah, Anglican seating for clergy which had a cheat seat to make it look like they were standing during the long sermons when they were seated on a small jump seat. The Mission has 400 bells and used to have 800 of them. This is a good value for the 15$ each spent.

This hotel houses The Festival of Lights. And at 5pm they turn them all on for the city to see.

There are lines a block long to get in and see the grounds and inside decorations. As you will see, there are well over a 3.5 million lights surrounding the building, a fun four sides to it. A couple streets are blocked off for crowd control. I have found this to be the most relaxing place. We walk around take pictures, way to many, and decide on a snack. We went to the Inns Presidents bar for snacks and a drink, Shirleen had her gin and tonic, remember we are in warm weather, I a hot toddy or two. We ate an order of taco chips with filet mignon as the meat. Enough for tonight off to bed.

Saturday 24th, The TV said we would have open skies and warm 70's weather. We found a café, Mr. T's, a couple blocks from the Inn. It is styled like an old diner, that size. It had early 70's hanging lights and a small bar to eat at. That is where Santa Clause, or I should have said a large man with a long white beard. I suspect he is resting from his first deliveries of Christmas.

We went for a walk at the botanical garden of the university of southern cal of Riverside. The grounds had been severely damaged by the rains earlier this year, trees down, erosion of hill sides but a nice walk. We also saw many forms of cactus partially blooming. We did see some of the largest jade plants, 4 to 6 inch stems. Some with yellow blossoms and some white.

We spent the afternoon sitting in the sunshine, Shirleen reading, I writing this to catch up.

We went downstairs around dinner time. I thought to check with the matra di about eating at 7pm like I was told. Mark asked if we could eat earlier, about 5, I said that would be better, so we waited a half hour and were seated.

Happy Couple after 45 years

Annette was waiting on us, we were seated by the wine cooler and it was making noise, I asked if it could be silenced. She checked and said it cycles but it had not so she asked if we wanted to be reseated. We had a glass of wine each, I had a bowl of lobster bisque – just great flavor.

Shirleen ordered her filet, I a bone in rib chop, both came with a baked tomato covered with boursin cheese that was broiled before served. We had a side of asparagus with green and purple olives. Annette's birthday was today along with our 45^th. We got a tasty cupcake topped with chocolate, caramel and nuts, with a raspberry sauce and whipped cream.

After dinner we walked around the Inn and looked at the outside lights. We then went to the fourth floor to look down on the lights from all four areas. What a sight. We ran into a man wheeling his mother around in her wheelchair. She mentioned the bear in the glockenspiel. I mentioned to him it came from Nuremberg Germany and that the original face was in the museum. He mentioned he had recently started working here and was learning. Also his wife was working here as the lighting person, she had worked for the people who did the decorating but the Inn hired her to do it. We wondered what they do with the lights, take them off till next year. No, he said they take them all down and recycle them so they don't have any start up problems next year. This was also about the 19^th year, as old as the people who owned it as of today. We walked around and took in all the sights.

Sunday 25th,

As we went into brunch, Shirleen wanted to sit in the chair made specifically for President Howard Taft's 350pounds and a 6'5" frame.

Two days ago, Manny promised us a seat at 9am for the buffet brunch. We lined up and when we were headed that way with the crowd a gal comes along the line and asks if you had reservations. When she got to me I quietly stepped forward and said Manny said he would seat us at 9. her eyes opened wide and said sure, and went on. We approached the desk, there he was to the side, I said to the lady that Manny gave us the reservation. He stepped out of the shadows and said, Mr. Gulden, extended his had and he wished us a Merry Christmas. He said follow me, I told him of the nice dinner we had at Duane's last night. He asked if the table by the window would work, sure. As we sat along came our waitress, again Annette from last night. Just like old home week. We were given a glass of champagne – refilled many times, a nice Brut by Wycliff. Now the big event, as those who follow me know.

The foods were many and varied. Shrimp, king crab legs, ham, scallop ceviche, prime rib, eggs benedict and bacon, this was my fill. Shirleen had her sweets and bacon and sweets. There was a neat looking sweet, I said if you pick it up I will eat some of it. A Rosemary pear

A nice buffet for the price.

Well off to church for a 11:30 mass. It was lightly attended. Portions of the mass were re-said in Spanish.






This picture I took for Abby's Spanish class.

Now off to find the 150 year old navel orange tree. There became a battle between me and the GPS. Yesterday I set a way point, which happened to be the church. As I was to close it waited till I got a little away then it took me back to it and then forward. Yup, we re-visited some of the campus we got turned around in yesterday. I pulled over and reset the GPS, as I was doing that a police car went to the end of the block and sat there. After I got going he turned the corner which was the one I had to turn on also. I stopped and said we are lost again but think I got GPS straightened out, he smiled. He said the tree was a mile or so back on Magnolia. Off we went and found a sister and mother to all the naval oranges.

to think this has millions of clones throughout the state and more. Off to the Citrus State Historical Park and couple miles away. The cop said to turn on Van Buren as we did. A neat drive as we passed many neat southern Cal homes.

We arrive at the park, looked desolate but open. When we got to the parking area it took on a small life. We walk in and the guy says, you're back again? I said not first time in, he said my twin had been there earlier. Garry asked where we were from. I mentioned southern MN, he said did I know where cottonwood county was, of course. His family settle there in 1870. he was Irish and I told him I would check his family name in the Fr. Sommereisen book. Joe his side kick was from the TC, both Mormons, and into genealogy. Gary gave us a in-depth guide thru the museum and Gary took us out for a taste of the different oranges.

There were many types of oranges, we tried 6 or so, different flavors to each.