In order to have a great day, it should start with a great breakfast. We woke on Saturday morning after a frustrating evening and decided to take advantage of our suddenly free weekend. We grabbed the dog and hopped in the car for a 2 hour drive.
First Destination: the largest omelette ever.
About 30 miles north of Muskegon there is a small village with great breakfast, Shelby. If you see advertisements for the Shelby Gem Factory you will know you’re on the right track. Shelby Bakery is located right in the center of the town, surrounded by other mom and pop shops and local businesses.
Our experience at Shelby Bakery was wonderful. We were greeted by a friendly server and welcomed and laughed at by the local crowd. The owner generously gifted us the days leftover rolls on our way out. This diamond in Oceana County is closed on Sundays, so make sure you get there on a weekday or Saturday morning. I dare you to try and eat the whole three egg omelette.
My order was the “Michigan” and it lasted for three meals. I can clean a plate pretty easily and am proud to be a girl that can grub. I could not even consume half of the beast of a breakfast. It was great as leftovers.
He ordered the “Rivers Edge.” This plate full of home fries, sausage gravy, cheese and eggs was affectionately referred to by my husband as the “man’s meal.” I say this, but when the cook came to see how everything was, she was shocked to find that the three egg omelette was my order. We caused a bit of a scene in the restaurant, with a local daring me to become part of the clean plate club.
They said I will ever be a stranger there again. The next time I will be known as “The Girl who tried to eat the three egg omelette.” I get the feeling that anyone who visits the bakery as a stranger leaves as a friend. They really love what they do, and it shows.
Opening Day at the Dog Park
ally feeling full and happy, we headed to Normal Kruse Dog Park because Sam wanted to get his beach time in. It was still pretty brisk out there with the wind so we only stayed until we couldn’t feel our ears anymore. It was absolutely gorgeous.
I swear, the joy on this dog’s face just radiates when he gets to go on these trips. He normally is fairly low energy and currently is curled up underneath the blanket at my feet. Yet, when his paws hit the sand this playful streak kicks in, and he is barking and herding us together.
The dog park is definitely one of my happy places. One would have to try pretty darn hard not be happy and smile while you are surrounded by all these dogs having the best day ever.
The next time you wake up feeling sour, try taking a road trip through our Great Lakes State. First, find a little village on the map that you haven’t visited before. Second, locate a local eatery and fill your stomach with something delicious. Finally, head to a lake or any body of water.
Most of all, make sure you surround yourself with good company. I promise you’ll feel better. We did.