Ron Walker
Stuffed in my shirt pocket is my last article that touches on three exemplary females; Queen Elizabeth II, Sherry the owner of Sherry’s Stage Stop, Restaurant and Saloon and Mary the Walmart employee who is retiring after 30 years.
At the moment, we are at Sherry’s for dinner. We make our way to our favorite table. Gina rushes hurriedly toward us with a wide smile on her face.
“Ron, we had a couple walk in for dinner last week. They’d read your article and were making a trip from Gardnerville to Yerington and decided to have dinner with us and they’re coming back,” Gina explodes.
Seconds later Diane, the other server passes by. I ask her to please take my copy of the article to Sherry, who is in the kitchen working. Diane smiles, takes the article and scampers away. Sherry hasn’t seen the article yet so I decide she will probably wait until later to read it. A few minutes pass. Sherry bustles over to our table. She looks teary and at the same time happy. Before I know it, she gives me a hug. I drop my salad fork. Sherry is no bigger than a minute and always spontaneous. “Ron, you made me so happy with that article (she suddenly lost Coy, her husband and had to revamp the restaurants hours to only 3 days a week). Now she is back on her regular schedule, and she sees the light at the end of the tunnel. She has a good staff and life will never be the same without Coy, but she proved that she is capable enough to stand on her own. “I’m going to pin the article up on the wall, with the other ones you’ve done,” she says hugs me and returns to the kitchen to finish our dinner. Orllyene and I are fast becoming a member of Sherry’s restaurant family.
I have written about many of our dining excursions: Jeff’s “Mountain View BBQ” in Walker, “Sherry’s in Yerington, “Café Girasole” in Gardnerville and now I’d like to add another: “The Full Belly Deli,” lunch -11-3, Monday thru Friday. If Orllyene and I don’t have lunch there at least once a week, we’re out of town. The service is lightning fast, the menu diversified with homemade soups, salads, an inspired number of sandwiches and a staff who strives to please and if your tab is more $25 for two, you’re a glutton. Each order comes with a packet of chips or homemade pretzels.
When I first started writing about Orllyene and my dining experiences, my Editor was very clear in his instructions. “Write about whomever you like, but no free meals.” In Atlantic City, when I was in show business, I had meals and shows and meals comped all the time, but now life is different, but I still don’t mind. Call it dining out or grabbing a bite, it’s one of the treats of life.
Ron walker can be reached at walkover@gmx.com
