Not Your Average Cow

During our evening wanders through Queenstown, we stumbled upon a restaurant named The Cow.  We were up for some red meat and decided to give it a go.  This is where the old adage regarding assumptions comes in ... The Cow only serves pizza and spaghetti.  We ditched on that night, but did return on another for what turned out to be a pretty delicious (Cow?) pie.  Also interesting to note, we shared a table with a very nice man and his son on a father/son ski trip.  The sons name was Angus.  What are the odds?  I (Jeff this time) bit my tongue, leaving some quality cow jokes on the table that night.

Bit of TV trivia, Angus was also the first name of MacGyver, and the reason he chose to go by MacGyver.  I did not bring this up either.  He was a good kid.