Today, July 24th, is a holiday in Utah. Pioneer Day, is a big deal and almost everyone is celebrating in one way or another. It all started in 1847 when the fist wagon train came into the Salt Lake Valley. But, instead of giving you a history lesson (you can do your own bit of search engine-ing), I'll tell you a bit of my history. My great-great-great-great grandfather was Parley P. Pratt (I've linked you to the local "lore" so you can see what a big deal he is to the culture) and he was on the first wagon train.
Parley's Canyon, the main route going East, I-80, is named for my g-g-g-g-father. He was the surveyor of the canyon and much of the area around SLC. In 2006 a park was built and a statue erected in his honor. I am sorry to admit I have never bothered to visit and instead of giving you a bunch of excuses, I'm going to try and stop by this weekend to pay homage to my heritage. I may not be of the predominate religion, but I am, regardless, the g-g-g-g-daughter of a Utah Pioneer.
Pie & beer in the title, you ask? That's become the mantra of the Utah "counter-culture". A little tongue in cheek never hurt anyone. The best part is I have 4 days off work! There will be celebrating.