For our final evening in Michigan, we wanted to eat dinner someplace special. A few months ago Guy Fieri joined with Kid Rock for an episode of Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives which took place in Clarkston, Michigan. These days, if anything Michigan-related crosses my path, my sentimental side jumps to attention.
Good ol’ Kid. He and I were buddies, back in the day. I would cruise around town with my bass cranked up while he sang: “They call me Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid ROCK!”
But I digress.
So Kid and Guy (that’s funny) ate at this restaurant in Clarkston called the Clarkston Union — famous for its macaroni and cheese — after which they strolled down the street and checked out the sister restaurant, the Union Woodshop.
The Woodshop is a badass barbecue joint where the smoker is always working. They make their own bacon (whaaa?!), their own sausages and hot dogs and they even make to-die-for vanilla ice cream with liquid nitrogen.
We knew we had to go.
Fast-forward nearly three months and here we were. My BFF, Christine, and I had spent the day at the Great Lakes Mega Meet scrapbooking convention in Novi. Clarkston was just a hop, skip and a jump away so we met Mom and Violet at the Union Woodshop for dinner.
Do not be alarmed! I do not normally order this much food, but I knew it would be a long time before I returned and I wanted to try it all! I had a really fantastic lunch of leftovers the next day.
Yes, there are photos of me and my blue tongue as well. That’s the beauty of having my own blog. I don’t have to post incriminating pictures of myself if I don’t want to. Ha!
The poor guys waiting outside the restaurant didn’t know what to think when I stuck my tongue out at them as we walked by.