Just a Little Bit Country (and a little bit Broadway Show)

Driving through rural southern Illinois (my old stompin' grounds) I passed "Earl's Kuntry Skillet."

I called someone to tell them that and to say "kuntry."

Then I realized what I was doing. "Does this make me an elitist?"

I tried to compensate by playing some John Denver tunes on my guitar when I got to my hotel (yes, I'm travelling with my guitar these days. It makes me feel so, oh, I don't know, Julie Andrews walking into the Von Trapp family mansion for the first time whenever I get to my new hotel).