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A rustic winery and a first rate second choice meal.

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Next stop… Sakonnet Winery.

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We’re not big wine drinkers but it’s the gift of choice for our cat sitting neighbor… and we have to keep her, and therefore His Royal Highness, happy.

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It was a lovely drive and just when we thought we’d never find it…

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A very large cat.

This winery is way off the beaten path and after a long dirt driveway…

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Another large cat.

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And a large bull.

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There was a barn.

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Some outdoor seating.

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And a tasting room.

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Where we paid $25 for four very small pours.

None of which we really liked.

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But it’s Rhode Island, what do they know about wine?

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Continuing on, we went in search of food.

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Past some lovely old homes in Tiverton.

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Sadly, when we arrived at the much anticipated and highly reviewed Boat House restaurant…

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It was packed to capacity and there was a two hour wait.

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Which is when we turned back and found an unassuming little place called Fieldstone’s.

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It was crowded as well but we snagged a seat at the bar where I ordered a spring Cosmo.

Ketel One vodka, watermelon pucker, fresh strawberry, fresh lime, and a splash of cranberry juice.

Tasty, and potent.

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My shrimp scampi bruschetta appetizer was amazing.

Sautéed shrimp, capers and grape tomatoes in a lemon garlic butter sauce and served over garlic Parmesan toast.

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Husband went with shepherds pie, which was swimming in a rich brown gravy unlike his mother’s bland recipe. I considered that a win, but boys like their momma’s cooking so he was unimpressed.

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On the other hand, my sherried chicken? Ooh la la!

I’d drive four hours from Maine just to have it again.

Sautéed chicken breast with chopped bacon, caramelized onions and crumbled bleu cheese in a creamy sherry sauce, served with mashed potato and broccoli.

Yum!

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News you can’t use.

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And if you can, I’ll try not to judge.

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Woodchucks, a hoarding husband and a ditch from Hell? They’re welcome to it.

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Bowel nesting?

That’s a mental image I didn’t need.

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Is there a right and wrong way to sit on the toilet?

Turns out there is.

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Small angles. Got it.

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I don’t know about you, but I leave setting the “go” routine to my colon.

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I don’t blame them. Humans make me nervous as well.

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It wasn’t me, I swear.

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🤣

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Random nonsense.

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First a few oddities I saw while grocery shopping.

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Is the jerky still perky if it’s not turkey?

Is the turkey still perky if it’s not jerky?

Inquiring minds want to know.

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Chocolate and wine, two things I enjoy… but mixed together at the “fine wine” price of $7.99?

Probably not.

And now? A trending story on my town’s Facebook page.

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Technically he hasn’t crossed the road yet, but it’s only a matter of time.

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Because new margarita recipes must be shared.

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You can buy decorative logs on Wayfair… and I’ve just realized I can make a fortune selling the contents of our woodshed to idiots.

Score!

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The last Notch drive and a little shopping.

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Heading back to the resort for the last time it looked like there was a hole in the sky…

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And before long we were approaching the Notch.

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These signs are on both entrance sides to the road and it took me a few minutes to figure out what they were talking about.

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TT’s won’t fit?

How odd.

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As we entered the Notch, rain. I swear the mountains make their own weather.

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Godzilla barfing?

No, just falling rocks.

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Not sure if you can tell from the photo, but the road is positively pink. Vermont has the oddest color tar in places. Perhaps it’s mixed with Ben and Jerry’s Strawberry Shortcake…?

Since our neighbor was caring for Lord Dudley Mountcatten… as well as feeding the fox and deer.. a thank you gift was required. This meant dragging my husband shopping and you know if it isn’t antiques he isn’t happy.

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A bottle of local Vermont wine…

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And some Vermont chocolates were perfect, but then I lost the husband in the store.

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You knew he’d find something vintage, right?

He actually collects these old gas station oil bottles and was thrilled to find a complete set with the holder. He was less than thrilled to find they were being used as decoration and not for sale.

He was so grumpy about that he wouldn’t let me go back and purchase this special maple syrup.

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Which in hindsight was probably a good thing…

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Because as soon as I saw they had various Dog liquor I wanted one of each.

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But at nearly $200 for the pair it’s a good thing they were under lock and key.

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Epic Sangria fail.

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With warm weather approaching a lot of local bars have started serving white wine sangria and I’m making it my mission in life to try them all.

A girl has to have goals.

Not being a huge fan of the heavier red versions, I looked forward to this one…

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Kiwi, pear and apple? Yes please.

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I should have known something was off when it was served with an orange, and true to form this was the most horrible concoction I’d had in ages.

Do not put Vanilla vodka in Sangria. Ever.

Blech!

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That’s the ruination of perfectly good fruit.

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Pandemic humor… the wine edition.

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Because we could all do with a little more wine right about now.

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Testing.

It’s so important.

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To be honest, I currently have 18 rolls of toilet paper in my closet.

My ancestors might have used the Sears catalog in the outhouse but I don’t want to. Especially since it’s online these days.

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A mask no one will refuse to wear!

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It’s all about safety.

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I miss hopping from winery to winery for tastings, but this could work.

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I feel better now.

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Our pilgrimage to the Tamworth Distillery was a success.

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And yours truly has laid in an ample supply of her favorite plum gin. (Ample as long as my husband has learned his lesson and stops offering it to every Tom, Dick and Harriet who cross the man cave threshold that is. )

I picked up another treat while we there…

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Because if you’ve never had a crusty wheat loaf made with the booze soaked grains from a distillery? You don’t know what you’re missing!

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The husband wanted a few bottles of this heavily raspberried red wine from the little winery in the woods we visited, so I’m adding another glass to the collection as well.

And because it’s always a good idea to keep your local bartender happy?

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I purchased this ( oh, so tiny but ridiculously expensive ) bottle of special small batch rye as his Christmas gift.

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I should probably give him my copy of Stiff as well.

The themes seem quite similar.

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