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Miscellaneous silliness.

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Looking for a different topper for your Christmas tree this year?

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How about the Abominable ( but quite cute ) Snowman.

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Can’t say I’m crazy about letting him climb the tree at will….

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But he does make a great addition to that gift of champagne.

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How’s that for a shift in topic? (Spellcheck just changed ‘for’ to ‘fur’. I am not amused.)

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And I thought stupid ad campaigns couldn’t get any stranger.

In other news, we had lunch at a pub the other day called The Depot. It was loud, dark and though our meal was decent, I can’t say I’m in any hurry to go back.

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Especially if I’m in the mood for a Caesar salad.

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Mount Washington resort.. the finale.

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As we were winding up our tour of the resort we wandered into the conference center….

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Which was just as attractive as the rest of the resort though in a newer building addition. There were multiple meeting rooms of which I’ll spare you the details…

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But we did find a plethora of fascinating old maps.

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And since I included the word old in that description, you know who enjoyed them the most.

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Random grand piano…. because you never know when the Brotherhood of Orthopedic Shoe Manufacturers will feel the need to break into song.

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The indoor pool required a paying guests only entry card so here’s a shot of it through a window. I thought it was very nice they had a handicap lift machine.

If I haven’t mentioned it before, this hotel was built in 1902. And though they do an amazing job of upkeep, the old broad is beginning to show her age and needs some serious restoration in spots.

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Underneath decades of crisp clean white paint? Rotted wood.

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And a side porch rotunda that’s undergoing some major repairs.

They try to keep as much of the original structure as possible which I’m sure is an engineering nightmare.

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So there you have it, The Mount Washington resort. An area landmark that shouldn’t be missed.

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Porches and decks. Decks and porches. They’re everywhere…

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If there’s one thing that struck me as we wandered around this grand old dame of a resort…

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It was the feeling that it wanted you to sit, relax and simply… be.

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Everywhere we went there were long porches with ample seating. Upstairs, downstairs, all with fabulous views.

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On top of the east wing?

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An outdoor bar with covered porch…

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And open deck Adirondacks.

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Around another bend?

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Another covered porch with ample seating. If you can’t find a chair here, there’s something seriously wrong with you.

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Around back? The pool, complete with mountain view.

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When three times the fun is not more fun.

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Every time I see a ridiculous advertisement for poop themed merchandise I think… this can’t be real.

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Then I do a little research and realize how feces obsessed this nation has become.

( Is it me or does that turd look like an extremely excited brown gherkin?)

And if the original singular flying excrement wasn’t bad enough….

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Now there are three.

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One of which is looking quite smug.

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Because there’s nothing funnier than poop!”

I beg to differ.

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Lunch in the basement.

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When I think basement, I imagine dark corners, cobwebs and mouse turds. Clearly there was none of that here.

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How big is this resort?

It has its own post office.

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And a line of high end shops down the hallway. One of which I was forbidden to enter by my spouse…

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Did I mention the carpet?

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Trees, pine cones and woodland creatures. Very whimsical.

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Since we were visiting off season for lunch there were only two options, an upstairs restaurant offering small plates and tapas or downstairs which had a full menu. I think you know by now my husband is not a small plate kind of guy.

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Another cocktail? Don’t mind if I do.

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The menu was a bit smaller than I expected from such a big place, and as I scanned to the bottom I was seriously hoping my spouse would find something he wanted before he found the filet. Gulp!

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We elected to split a bowl of clam chowder to start and instead of bringing two spoons, they divided it in cute little square bowls. Very tasty.

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One shrimp scampi and a crabmeat sandwich later…

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We were replete and ready to continue exploring.

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Hats off to budget shoppers.

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For the first time in two years we’re venturing out of our Thanksgiving Covid bubble and spending the holiday with friends as was our tradition. It will be a small gathering with a large amount of love.

And food. As well as drink.

In that spirit… I went shopping yesterday for the ingredients to whip up my contributions to the feast. To say I had sticker shock is a gross understatement, and while I’ve been cringing at the checkout counter for a while now, this trip was solely to make three things which made the cost positively ridiculous.

Harvest sangria –

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And mind you, I already had the vodka.

Crabmeat toasties –

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Already had the mayo.

And a cappuccino mousse trifle.

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Already had the milk.

To assemble a drink, an appetizer and a dessert in 2022 without the items I already had at home?

$211.76.

Granted the fresh crabmeat is an indulgence at … are you ready? … $40 a pound. In Maine! Two pounds are pictured, which a few years ago cost me roughly half that. And sure, I could have brought cheese and crackers but everyone loves these and looks forward to them. Probably because they’re too cheap to ever make it themselves, but still.

On the flip side of my extravagance, I have a frugal girlfriend. Every year she challenges herself to make an entire Thanksgiving dinner for six people for under $30. She’s so proud of her ability to do this she lists her purchases on her Facebook page if anyone wants to follow her lead.

I thought this year, with its astronomically high food prices, she wouldn’t be able to do it.

I was wrong. And I’m including her post because she just impresses the Hell out of me.

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I’ve been asked by so many people if I was going to do a Thanksgiving on a shoestring post this year. Well, I did it. I’ll give a shopping list with prices, menu, and break down how I did it.
Turkey $6.14 (.47 #) 13# bird
1 1/2 # sweet potato .56
2# sweet onions .87
Celery $1.50
1# carrots .50
2.5# potatoes $1.00
Squash $1.00
Turnip $1.00
Fresh herbs $1.99
Graham crackers $1.25
1 large banana .40
1# flour .75
2 cups sugar $1.00
Canned whipped cream $2.50
1qt. milk $2.19
Butter $3.99
Vanilla pudding $1.49
Cranberries $1.00
Stuffing $2.49
Grand total $31.62

Thanksgiving menu
Roast turkey with stuffing
Mashed potatoes
Squash
Roasted Root Vegetables
Homemade cranberry sauce
Homemade gravy
Chai pie
Banana cream pie
Biscuits

This was probably the most challenging budget Thanksgiving Dinner. My goal was to keep it at or below $30.00. I could have done it if I went with with cheaper options, like margarine, instead of butter, but I refuse to skimp on quality. Another option was to get a loaf of bread for 1.29, at the off price bread store for stuffing, but $1.00 savings in the meal didn’t make sense when it cost more in gas to go get it. A lot of things, like potatoes, flour, and sugar I buy in bulk, but I used store prices for those items. By making things from scratch, like pie crust, biscuits, and cranberry sauce, you can save a lot of money. I got canned whipped cream, because whipping cream was sold out. The price is about the same. My menu is looking a little different this year as well. I talked to those who were coming for dinner, and we decided on two pies that we all liked. There’s no sense in baking a bunch of pies that aren’t going to be eaten. Six different side dishes aren’t necessary, so we decided what our favorites were. We grew our own Squash, turnip, and herbs, but I priced them for the dinner cost. This list can be tweaked to your personal liking. I didn’t include beverages, because we already have that stuff on hand. In the end, Thanksgiving dinner for 6 breaks down to $5.27 per person. That is, until I turn leftovers into more meals 😉………Happy Thanksgiving all! I hope this had helped 🙂

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Proof positive it is possible.

That’s also proof I’ll never do it myself, but hey… to each their own.

So however you celebrate Thanksgiving , or even if you don’t… I hope your day is filled with food, friends, family and fun.

Let the boozy goodness begin!

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The Cave at the Mount Washington resort

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The best thing about this basement… aside from the carpet?

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It had a genuine prohibition era speak easy…

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That you enter through a tunnel of rock! Be still my heart.

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Okay, I was extremely disappointed it didn’t open until 9:00pm when we’d be long gone, but still.

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It was a funky space.

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Burrowed in the ground, no windows, only one access port.

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They took their drinking in secret seriously.

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The bar itself was behind this locked gate but that didn’t stop me from sticking my nose… and camera… inside.

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No flash.

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Flash.

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How cool is that!

If you can, enlarge this article and read the middle and right hand columns for its history.

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I really hope we’re back in the area some night.

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Because I’d love to stroll through here with a martini in hand.

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News you can’t use.

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And if you can use it, I promise I won’t judge.

Much.

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Turns out 7 year old boys were right. No good can come from bathing.

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Eating roadkill? If you’re starving, sure. But I draw the line at smoking poo.

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Hmm. Sounds like that was some pretty potent shit he was smoking.

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That is just… wrong.

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If she was serving candy corn grilled cheese, it serves her right.

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Damn, Martha. At least make him take you out for a nice dinner first….

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Mount Washington resort part two.

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Stepping inside this splendid hotel is like walking through a time machine. Back to the grand old days of luxury accommodations…

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When you “summered” in the mountains and the resort was your seasonal home.

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Elegant, but warm and inviting at the same time.

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Walk through the first floor to the rear of the building….

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Into the rotunda with fabulous views…

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Even when you look up.

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Step outside on the massive panoramic covered porch…

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And you get an idea of how large this resort really is.

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10,000 acres to be exact.

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The porches go on forever, positively begging you to grab a cocktail and relax. Which we did. Because who am I to ignore a begging porch?

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One cocktail down, we made our way back inside, found an elevator…

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And rode it down to the basement where we continued exploring.

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In case you were wondering, our basement does not look like this.

To be continued.

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