Because it was basically terrible.
Either I got some rotten recommendations or people just don't know what good food is. Dave and I mapped out our route and our plans and we decided to stick to the classic restaurants the North Shore is known for.
In Grand Marais, we shunned popular destination (and bumper sticker generator) Sven & Ole's for the Blue Water Grill. Big mistake. Sven & Ole's is a destination sort of place that serves up interesting pizza. Well, no one in our group was really in the mood for pizza. So, we went to the Blue Water Grill. Not that great of an experience. Scant portions and substandard diner fare all the way around. The only bright spot was my Aunt's Walleye sandwich which was as big as her plate....which reinforces the rule to always eat what the place is known for. After all, that's the area where they excel.
We stopped and ate at Betty's Pies, which is right on 61 and a local legend for pies and pasties. A pastie is like a turnover or meat pie stuffed full of beef or chicken with a carrot, rutabaga, onion, and potato mixture baked inside. It was bland to say the least. My broasted chicken wasn't bad, but it's not what I would've expected--broiled and roasted. Instead, it was fried, served with fake mashed potatoes, but a decent biscuit.
But stick to what one is known for, and in a place like Betty's Pies, one must try the pie.
We did. Four different pieces at our table and they were all good. We tried strawberry-rhubarb, coconut, banana cream, and blueberry. Yum.
But the sweetest surprise came from something we didn't even order. Since we were back in a porch area by ourselves, we let Jack roam around the dining room. At one point, he started walking. He would take 3-4 steps on his own without holding onto an adult's hand. Of course, this got us very excited.
In the future, we might stop again at Betty's Pies and skip the meal, but stop for a piece of pie and to remember when our toddler finally started toddling.
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