Wife feeding Prarrie Dogs crackers: My friends and I head to Marysvale Utah each summer to RV Camp and take our Off Highway vehicles on the most excellent trails. We take turns serving breakfast each morning. Huevos Rancheros one morning at the Anderson’s, bacon and eggs at the Luvanos the next and so on. At our camp I decided to do Belgian Waffles and mimosas on our morning. Made the batter fresh with yeast and a special local Nehi Red ground flour, genuine maple syrup, it was going to be special. Ya can’t tell me nuthin’. Well, campground was at 9000 ft and the batter didn’t react well to that. I served Hockey pucks. I had brought along a case of magnum bottles of COSTCO Champaign that was really cheap. Several gallons of orange juice too. The mimosas were a big hit in spite of the failed breakfast. So popular the girls in camp drank the entire case of Champagne. The next morning everyone combined money and sent me into town for more champaign. This is Utah, good luck finding any booze. Well, even the Walmart didn’t have booze so I headed back to camp and stopped off at a little country family gas (petrol) station. I walked into the cashiers office and it was a liquor store. In Utah, a family run business is just that, family run and the labor laws are written specifically around that. A 14 year old girl (read that 14) was manning the cash register and I asked her if I could buy a case of Champaign. She said “sure, but you have to come back at 10AM.” “For an adult to sell it to me?” I asked. “No, blue laws restrict sales to after 10 AM” she said. I came back later and she had the bottles all tightly wrapped and rung me up.