So, we’re staying in this hotel in Solvang, a really nice place with feather beds and polite staff and excellent food. It also has classical music playing the halls, which wouldn’t be that bad, except there’s this one piece that I only know from The Blues Brothers. You know what I’m talking about: the scene where Jake and Elwood show up at Mr. Fabulous’s restaurant and proceed to rude him into rejoining the band. There’s that pretty lilting of strings as Elwood tosses shrimp tails into Jake’s mouth, that light plucking as Jake slaps some Chicago swell on the back and brays, “How much for you women, your daughters? Sell me your children!”

Truly, this is a classy joint.