Chester's One Legged Chicken

Everyone in Branson knows that restaurants come and go by the week.  Many of the new offerings are expressions of "non-professionals" with a dream.  Sadly the aspirations rarely translate into great "dining experiences".  An example worth the noting is Chesters, on the strip.  Not having a long history in the area I don't know the proceeding names, but it's the nice little place with picture windows overlooking the river valley. Chester, (I don't know if there is a Chester) has done his best to cover all possible markets.  He does "biscuits & gravy" in the morning, "specialty burgers" at lunch and "family style pan fried chicken" on the weekend.  Hoping during the off season to keep the margins in the black, he pursues a vigorous "waste not/want not" policy.  Last weekend my sister and I ordered the chicken.  It was priced at the fairly high price of $11.95 per person, which would have been fine except that when the waitress served the "family style dishes", the entree "fried chicken dish" offered, for our party of two, one wing, one leg, and one thigh.  My inquire to the waitress arose less from my concern over value that from my curiosity as to how such a policy could have come to be.  Yes, it is tough to "hand fry chicken", but as long as your going to do it, it's not much harder to fry more, rather than less.  After all their cost was negiigible in relation to the menu price.  The clearly embarrased waitress explained that, "although not stated on the menu, it is "all you can eat, if you ask!".  It's this inventive spirit that is both the pride and prejudice of our extraordinary little town. 

PS  She did bring an extra helping and it was very, very good.  


Get your $84.00 Antibiotics at Skaggs







This download from a popular Science site purports to be an actual image of a neuron cluster in a human brain. It examples the extraordinary resolution of today's photography. I am offering this herein; however, because when I first saw it, I was reminded of a Branson road map.  We are truly "road blessed".



My but it was a "Grand Auction".  After months of hype the "Grand Auction", (actually that was the official name of the auction) took place on Saturday October 4 at the Branson Convention Center.  With 51 high quality Branson Area Real Estate Properties up for bargain grab, me and a few hundred others prospective investors pushed our way into the Hilton  Ballroom.  The room was rigged with flood lights, movie set cameras and banks of laptops manned by smart young professionals in matching outfits.  Indeed, we who were attending in person were  dismayed when we learned that the "Grand Auction" was being "live simulcast" across planet earth via  Web Based "" where, potentially Seven Billion investors with no faces, might outbid us.  

Some of us had visited the "Grand Auctions" very upscale WebSite prior to the auction.  We , along with the other Seven Billion potential investors, had digital access to great photos, data summaries, plat maps and inspection reports on a wide array of local properties ranging from modest doublewides to majestic $1,000,000 estates.  With properties promoted as having an aggregate appraised value of $25,000,000, we were, as the cameras and simulcast went live about 1 PM, ready to "rock & roll".  Sadly, we did not rock; neither did we roll.  What we did was sit in the Hilton Ballroom for about 3 hours watching awkwardly as the auctioneer pitched his heart out without selling anything..............that's right NOTHING, NADA, ZILCH.  More precisely, after passing on the first dozen or so properties, with exactly zero "at reserve bids", the auctioneer, yielding to his own embarassement, agreed to accept "best offer bids without regard to seller reserves", advising that any and all highest offers would be presented to the respective property owners for acceptance, rejection, or counter offers.

After this accommodation, the "Grand Auction" turned revealing.  Property after property drew bids from both "the room"  and 'the Web" starting at as low as 5% of the appraised values and rarely ending at much above 30% of the appraised value.  Formalizing the winning bids as Real Estate Contracts with live Earnest Money was little more than a joke. Someone sitting near me was the winning bidder on two very nice area Condos at $50,000 each.  After the "Grand Auction" had ended, the listing Real Estate Broker said emphatically  that neither of the sellers would accept offers of less than $150,000.  Another bargain hunter on my row wrote a check for $7000 for an Earnest Money deposit to buy a 3300 square foot new upscale house in Branson Creek which was listed for $545,000.  Somehow I don't think  his $130,000 "winning bid" will impress the builder/owner.  It should however terrify the builder/owner that the winning  bid was $20,000 higher than any of the other bargain hunters in the room and $10,000 higher than any offer from the Seven Billion possible internet investors.

"It was a sad day in Mudville, for mighty Casey had struck out".................and so, I guess, have we! 


To "Proposition B" or not to "Proposition B"

Normally, there are so many "over the top" stories going down in Branson that I don't comment on state wide issues, BUT, we have all had to watch the TV commercial where this nice elderly lady solicits our vote for "Proposition B".  After being annoyed a couple of times, I listened attentively trying to understand what, In God's Name, was Proposition B.  The best I could manage was that perhaps "senior citizens" wouldn't be able to stay in their homes unless WE passed Proposition B.  There was no referral to a web site such as "Propostion",  just a "paid for by the committee" credit.  

Fortunately google knows everything and soon I was able to find the proposed legislation that, if passed, would fund the cost to set up a silly little commission to meet occasionally to try and "unionize nurses aides" under the theory that if they were unionized they would get paid better and would therefore  be more likely to keep working for the "Home Health Agency"  that the little lady on TV might call when she needs help.  Since the, "if passed", budget  for the commission is only about $500,000, someone must want a job awfully badly to be paying to run all those TV spots..  

With the world economy on the brink, the ice caps melting,  terrorism on every continent, and seven million unsold residential lots in Branson, it is absurd that time and money should be wasted on Proposition B.    I hope it will not come to be!