During our recent visit to Ames, Iowa to visit my brother, Faith was on a mission to find a store that she remembered shopping in earlier this year. As we tried to figure out which cross street would give us the best coverage, my brother was quick to point out doors that I may or may not have seen before. You know how it goes with doors. If you see one or two, you become interested. Then you see a historic building, then a group of small shops, and you feel like you’re watching a clown car of doors.
If you don’t understand, you must be new to the circus that is Thursday Doors. Each week, Ring Master, Norm Frampton puts up the big top in Montreal and by Saturday, the jugglers, trapeze artists and tightrope walkers have arrived with their doors. If you have a door, or just want to catch the act, point your big floppy clown feet in the direction of Norm’s place. Once you stumble onto the midway, check out Norm’s doors and look for the blue frog. Click him to gain admission to the doors – come one, come all, everyone’s a winner.
One not so doorsy thing that we saw while walking around, is a little park that includes benches that were designed by local artists. One of the artists is my niece, and Faith made sure to point out Sara’s bench. As we were walking out of the park, I noticed a banner in honor of The Dinkey, the train I mentioned in an earlier doorscurrion in Ames so please, attend the opening act of today’s post:
The doors in the main gallery include those of an old school that has been repurposed as municipal offices, a couple of shops in town, a brew pub and a coffee shop.
I have to tell you about the coffee shop. I’m not normally a fan of fancy-schmancy coffee that’s brewed from beans harvested by the Mars Rover and water imported from a melting glacier in Tibet. In addition, I am not usually a fan of iced coffee. That said, the coffee shop whose doors are featured, along with a couple interior shots, was excellent. I ordered an iced coffee, that I thought I would probably have to choke down. It was so good that I complimented the owner. He explained that the coffee is cold-brewed, overnight from a special blend that he selected just for iced coffee. Now I wish it wasn’t 1,200 miles away.
As always, you can click on any photo to start a slide show.