In honor of the King's birthday, I planned a day to properly observe what should be a national holiday.
The day started out meeting Raul and Kristina at my local lair of lard, Psycho Donuts. I know, I know, it's done in Oregon under the name of "VooDoo Donuts," but we don't have one of those here.
To start the day off right, Raul, Kristina, and I each ordered a "Dead Elvis." A Dead Elvis Donut is filled with banana custard, topped with banana chips, bacon, and drizzled with peanut butter and jelly. Yeah, I'm really gonna get to my goal weight eating THAT.
Psycho Donuts has a cute attraction in the shop, which is a padded booth for photo ops. Since I was documenting the day, we took advantage of it:
Psycho Donuts has art and a gift shop attached. One other cute element is that the shop girls dress like nurses.
Next stop on our excursion was Big Al's Record Barn. Big Al is and old record dealer who was Dorsey Burnette's bodyguard in the 1950s. They have hundreds of thousands, maybe even over a million, records in the cavern of a store. Raul is a DJ so he wanted to go search the bins.
I bought Raul a Christmas present while we were there. Something he can spin at our Friday Night Record Hops. He said he'll dedicate it to me every time he plays it and we'll make people talk.
After a couple hours at Big Al's Raul and Kristina went to get real food and I hit a couple local vintage shops. The last shop I stopped at was Park Place Vintage. I've worked there a few times for Linda, the owner, when she had some sewing projects to do. It's a great little shop.