Friday Night in the Kawarthas

To celebrate our anniversary, Big Papa and I went up north for a bit of alone time.

We stopped in Peterborough and had lunch at one of our old faves, Hot Belly Mamas. I had a margarita and the brown sugar chicken. Papa had a Stella and the blackened catfish.



We went by the old house where we met and took a picture:



We went to an inn just north of Buckhorn. The setting was gorgeous:





Unfortunately, the weather didn’t cooperate. We just got settled by the lake with our books and beers and the rain started. We made the most of it though—we spied a covered hot tub, so we dashed into it just in time for an excellent thunderstorm. We relaxed in the jets and listened to the booming thunder and the sound of hail (yes, hail!) pinging off the deck.



After the storm, the sun came out for about half and hour; we took advantage and jumped into the lake for a swim. We swam out to a nearby raft and pulled ourselves up. I stretched my arms, feeling good and relaxed—until BP giggled and pointed at my right breast, which was hanging out of my swimsuit. Damn you, cheap old navy swimsuit.

After our swim, we had wine and cheese on the deck overlooking the water. Then, a long nap before a huge dinner of: potato and leek soup, spinach salad, escargot, pickerel, and chocolate mousse (my favourite) for dessert. It was all very tasty but way too much food. We weren’t up to anything, um, athletic for a couple of hours after that.

The next morning the weather was shit, and we missed Jane so we came home right away.

A night away sure is nice, but one night is definitely enough.

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Sunday we took Cakes to Taste of Toronto festival at Metro Hall. We had a very nice time. We listened to live jazz and gorged ourselves on oysters, dumplings, shrimp rolls, and butter chicken. Cakes ate most of our nan, leaving us with a disproportionate amount of sauce. It was a great way to sample the entertainment district fare, and inexpensive too. Next time we just need to remember to buy extra food for our little eating machine.