Colonial Williamsburg… Duke of Gloucester Street


Done with the Governor’s Palace, we headed to the main thoroughfare.




Colonial Williamsburg is a town, like any other.




If all the other towns were full of beautifully restored 18th century historic buildings that is.




George Wythe was Thomas Jefferson’s mentor.

So, you know…. that kind of town.




At the corner? The Bruton Parish Church, established in 1674…..




Still an active Presbyterian presence…




You can almost see George Washington walking amongst the stately old live oaks.

(Yes, he worshiped here.)




Taking a left put us on Duke of Gloucester Street, the busiest section of town.




Every house and business was decked out for Christmas….




With the traditional natural fruit and greenery it’s become famous for.

Another carriage made it’s way by….




And as much as I wanted to take one…. the husband had no interest whatsoever.





I mean, look at them…

They were just waiting for me to climb aboard.



But no. The husband had caught sight of this:




And that was where we went next.




Yay. More weapons…




Okay, the collection was impressive as hell.




And filled with various painful ways to kill people.




And yes…




The armory fellow was well versed and full of interesting facts.




But… but…








Are cuter than cannons any ole day.

And you can’t ride a cannon.

(Or maybe you can… but you probably shouldn’t.)




Next up was lunch at Chowning’s Tavern, where it’s wreath spoke volumes.




A reconstructed public house Josiah Chowning operated in 1766…




The menu of Brunswick Stew, Shepherd’s Pye and Welsh Rarebit reflected the fare of the day.




I opted for the hot smoked turkey trencher which was marvelous…. while the husband continued his French Onion soup trend.

Rum cake?




Don’t mind if I do.

Light, rummy and utterly fabulous.




Hot tea and mixed berry crumble for the other half.




Which to be honest, was so God awful sweet he could hardly eat it.

( Lunch photos just for you Martin.)



22 thoughts on “Colonial Williamsburg… Duke of Gloucester Street”

  1. That church is impressive indeed. Are those wreaths made out of actual apples?! I love the tavern’s wreath, the scallop shells and ale mugs really give it charm! But the food, may you need to ask the hubs to rate his French Onion soup, from one French onion soup aficionado to another, I’l like to hear how he rates the soup on a scale of 1 to 10. The crumble was that sweet huh? Too bad, it’s looks delish!

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    1. Yes, all the Christmas decorations are made from real fruit and plants. It’s quite wonderful….
      He gave the soup a 7. Rich flavorful broth, but no crusty bread chunk to soak it up.
      And the crumble? Serious sugar overload. I couldn’t even tolerate it.

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    1. That was actually a 16″ gun barrel on one of the huge turrets on the USS Missouri. I actually saw that video being made. I was stationed on a ship across the pier. The producers came over and asked if any of us sailors wanted to be part of the video. I was on duty that night but I had already stood my watch but the asshole command duty officer still wouldn’t let any of us go over. I could have been in a Cher video!

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  2. And Martin thanks you–I was ready to eat the apples off the door wreath!! Actually everything looked good–the food! The food!
    “Which to be honest, was so God awful sweet he could hardly eat it.” Okay time to turn him in for a younger model!1 Now I may be too sweet but food too sweet? NEVER!

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  3. I do like my crumble more on the crumbly side. Some of us just love crusts 😛
    So the tavern wreath is fabulous!
    I have now considered that I would not enjoy Williamsburg with my husband, but perhaps my mother instead. Seen one armory…

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