The National Trip was such an eye opening experience for us Californians. I had only been to Washington D.C. once before so this was a special treat for me.
The Northern Californian contingent started out by meeting the evening before in San Francisco. Our company, Prather Ranch, sells meat to a great spot in the city- the Slow Club (www.slowclub.com). We converged upon the Slow Club, packed into a table, and I think all of us ordered the Prather Ranch hamburger (our waitress gave us an odd look- but someone spilled the beans and said I was from the ranch.... glad we were exposed because the chef sent us something special from the kitchen!). Those burgers were delicious! I still hear from Rick Stark (AKA Jimmy) that the burger was the best burger he's had in his life.
The next morning, we departed for the east coast. At some point mid-flight, something didn't seem right. The plane quickly started dropping in altitude, the pilot got on the air and told us to remain seated with our seatbelts fastened. Emergency landing in Nashville, TN. Apparently, the windshield was cracked on the plane. We made the best of things in Nashville, found an aspiring country artist playing covers in the airport bar, and passed the time. Things were already off to an interesting start!
"My Myers Briggs personality type says that in emergency situations, Emily goes to the bar!"
Emily Robidart-Rooney
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