Between Paynesville and Belgrade Minnesota and stuck between 2 fields of soybeans in the middle of nowhere is the town of Regal. With a population of only 40 people, the State of Minnesota has deemed it unnecessary to even slow down while driving through the town.
After years of whizzing through Regal at the speed of light, we finally decided to stop off at the only commercial establishment in Regal, the Pilgrim Inn. Our decision to stop was based on the following on-line review quoted below:
"The food could not be better--try the chicken, it's awesome and the girls waiting on your are EASY on the eyes! Did I mention the beer is always cold...... it's a must if your in the area! (Feb 1, 2008)."
It was a sleepy Saturday afternoon in a town of 40 people. We ate at the Pilgrim Inn and then wandered around the town to see the sights. As it turned out this didn't take very long. Not much seemed to be going on with the exception of one odd resident apparently going for a walk on his roof.
As we pulled out of Regal we drove by one of our favorite sights on our way to the lake, the large and very smelly turkey farm on the outskirts of Regal. Much to our surprise the turkeys were now gone and there was a path of feathers lining the road. The direction of the feathers indicated the birds were on their way to a nearby turkey processing plant.
An interesting fact about commercial turkeys is that man has now bred them in such a way that they are unable to copulate with each other. The gobbler that you eat at Thanksgiving was probably born through artificial insemination, large white turkeys can no longer have sex with each other.
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