I love to go out to breakfast on the weekend, don't you? We woke to more snow. Doug hustled out and shoveled our drive. We live on a hill an have a big, long drive.
Then we headed to "the spoon."
|"they dined on mince and slices of quince which they ate with a runcible spoon."|
|a pitcher of mimosas and a blonde mocha|
|to my right|
|a chair on the porch|
|this is where we sit when it is warm|
There is a public bathroom inside with lots of posters and information. There is a sign instructing you not to "poo." Apparently, the toilet will overflow if you "poo." There was a big chalkboard with lots of chalk in the bathroom. In pink chalk I wrote "no poo, no ew." I thought that was a good contribution.
|next door to the spoon|
|in the front yard of Boxcar|
|too many mimosas!|