The Creswell Fourth of July parade was, as always, an endless stream of tractors, muscle cars, riding lawnmowers, and even two bands — the Creswell High School Bulldogs and Eugene’s One More Time Marching Band.
If a little slow and disjointed in places — sometimes the wait between entries was endless — it was a great time and was capped perfectly by delicious FFA chicken in the park.
We’re partial to John Deeres and may have to enter next year’s parade on our own green and yellow riding mower.
We don’t know whether it’s the two-headed calf, the delicious patty melts or the 21 stillborn fawns that are stuffed and mounted along the walls — but we love this place.
The Mohawk Restaurant & Lounge in Crescent — that’s right where Highway 58 from Willamette Pass runs into Highway 97 — has been there since the mid 1930s. Somewhere along the line they started collecting taxidermy. Then people started bringing them dead animals. No one apparently knew when to quit.
The result is a marvelously over the top collection of dead fauna, from native Oregon deer (all those babies’ mothers were road kills, the menu points out, presumably along the highway out front) and a bobcat, to more foreign critters.
Also proudly displayed are about a billion of those cheesy old whiskey bottles. How good does it get?
Oh yeah — the food’s great, too.
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