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After riding along the Pacific coast starting in San Deigo, we decided to take a detour inland. This was for two reasons, one was that the temperature was colder on the coast that we had expected, another was that we had folks who were willing to host us that lived in the Sequoia National Forest. We got off of Hwy. 101 and took Hwy. 98. The terrain on the ride from San Lucas to Coalinga was vastly different from the coast. It is mostly rolling sandstone hills, which makes for very monochromatic yet beautiful views.

We came upon a stopping point that was about halfway between those two cities. It was not a place that normally would have made me want to stop, but it was the ONLY place, kind of like an oasis in the desert.  The loud music of The Doors’ playing in one of the buildings did beckon me to take a look around, which is what we did before stepping into the “tavern”.  Only one other customer was there…but not unexpected since this seemed to be a very unpopulated area.

We came to find out that the Priest Valley Tavern is owned and operated by Lillie along with her husband Mike. Lillie took our order, cooked our food, and then came outside to visit. We found out that this Texas native purchased the business from an ad on Craigslist. She not only runs the restaurant/bar but cares for multiple family members including a granddaughter, a disabled son, and an elderly father.

Lillie made me an egg and chorizo sausage burrito and I had a couple of Coronas from the “serve yourself” cooler. Both hit the spot, as well as listening to great 60s/70s music and chilling out for a little while.

So if you are ever in the area of Priest Valley, CA, please stop in for a bite, a beverage, or a visit with Lillie and her family.

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2 Comments

  1. I’ve enjoyed traveling with you via your blog. Keep up the good work. 😉

      • archipelagojewelry
      • Posted August 14, 2012 at 8:26 am
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      Thanks. It has been fun to blog with a food/travel theme.


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