There’s a tiny little town a few miles north of here called Bee. It has two main claims to fame. The first is that in 2004 Paul Perry bicycled from A, Norway to Bee, Nebraska.  (‘From A to B’ – you can read about it here. Brad, Beth and I went to see his arrival.) The second is that every Friday the little bar in town serves a fish plate. People from all over love to go to Bee for fish. (Say it fast.) You big city folks would just pee your pants to eat in this place. The food is great, but the decor is astonishing. From the Christmas lights up year-round to the carpeting on the walls, it’s just a sight to see. We had the honor of sitting by the furnace room/janitor’s closet, that had no walls. Yes, that’s one of our chairs in the picture. We’re that close.
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