Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Tales of Our Trip---Finding a place to eat












So after a *restful* night's sleep (I think we got all of 4 hours, since Caleb didn't fall asleep until 5 and woke up again at 6!) we got up, ate breakfast at the hotel, and packed up the car. Thankfully, Caleb was really good in the car and slept most of the way. It was another 2 1/2 hours to Cooperstown, and the trip was rather uneventful (thank goodness!) We went to the Baseball Hall of Fame, which Matt thoroughly enjoyed. It actually wasn't nearly as painful as I thought it would be. The room with the plaques got a little old though, since Matt has to read EVERY word on EVERY plaque. Then, of course, he has to share a story (or two, or ten) for each of the ball players! We didn't stay as long as I figured we would though, and I found myself asking if he wanted to stay longer! (stupid girl!)

We were going in the little shops in the town when it started to POUR, which is oh-so-fun with a stroller. I hurried back to the car while Matt did a little more shopping. Then, we decided to find a place to eat, so we pulled out Carla and had her take us to this cafe I'd seen advertised. It was closed. We drove a little father toward our inn, and told Carla to take us to another resta.urant. It was closed too. The same happened with the third place we tried! Who knew that half of the restaurants in this town aren't open for dinner!?!

We finally see a little grill that we decided to just go to, since it was past dinner time and we were starving. Well....as we walk in with our high chair cover and diaper bag with our nicely groomed son dressed in polo shirts and clean pressed khakis....the entire BAR turns to stare at us. I guess all of the motorcycles outside really should have been a clue, but we were delirious with hunger! As the smoke clouds my vision and fills Caleb's fragile lungs, we realize that they don't even serve food here (except for the bar peanuts, of course!)
Matt, ever the smooth talker, asks a patron if he knew where would be a good place to eat, because the music was too loud for our son! The man was too drunk to be coherent, but the bar tender gave us directions to a nice little Italian restaurant that actually had seats and food! Finally, at around 7:30 p.m., we were able to sit down for dinner.

Until next time: Our "45 minute" journey to the inn!

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