A v. low-key day yesterday. Slept like a log. Sharon said she did, too. We went to breakfast with Deb, Tony and Lou having gone before. It was pouring, so Deb took the car from the motel at the top of the hill to the main building a couple of hundred feet away.
I had scrambled eggs, a piece of toast, and a bunch of fruit – honeydew and blueberries, plus more coffee. Gave away the sausage, which looked like some variation of Brown ‘n’ Serve. Then we drove down the hill to the little deli, where I was able to get a Times. Yipee!!! This edition has two pages of real estate in the back of the business section and I ‘m guessing there will be one or two local NYC stories in with the main news since there’s no Metro section. (Update: I was right).
Deb went to the farmers’ market, which was much reduced because of the continuing rain. She called Sharon and came to pick her up. They returned with sandwiches for the road, which Alex ate immediately. Deb brought me a spicy nut mix – yummy!
We hung around till two then went to see Inside Out, which I can’t recommend enough and will review separately.
Sharon and Alex left right afterward. Lou, Deb, Tony, and I made our way to Phoenix Table and Bar. Deb had seen a sign for oysters during our walk on Saturday. Lou and Alex visited that evening, discovering the bargain price of a dollar each from 5 to 6 p.m. Phoenix advertised itself as a mélange of Mexico and Japan, though it wasn’t obvious except in the minimalist decorations accented with bright colors. Perhaps the motorcycle on the wall speaks to the Japanese influence?
Tony had mac and cheese, while the rest of us scarfed down a plate of excellent calamari, eighteen oysters, and salads. Mine was touted as kale, but contained more shredded red and green cabbage, plus a generous application of avocado and pistachios.
From there we returned to the Crop where Lou and Tony had popcorn. We flashed back to the exchange on Friday between Alex and Deb in which he tried to explain to her how to remove a mound of powdery cheese from popcorn using a separate bowl and a napkin. He finally had to demonstrate.
Returned to the Inn for a quiet evening with the newspaper and then more of The Woman in White.