Once again Peter Zimmerman delivers a bulletin from the road. Thanks, Pete, we live vicariously through your travels.
YESTERDAY (writes Peter) I stumbled on a great, old-timey eatery, the Halfway House Restaurant, located on Route 22A, about halfway between Bridport and Shoreham, Vermont, give or take a few yards.
It opened in 1951, has somehow survived intact, and serves up a mean hamburger, with homemade fries. The buns were handmade too.
The special of the day was poutine, the common Canadian dish, originally from Quebec, made with french fries, topped with brown gravy and cheese curds.
The turtle cheesecake, with chocolate, caramel, and pecans, is to die for.
The walls are plastered with photos from days gone by, including this one of Amable and Salome Quesnel and their offspring.
Since they were married in 1879, they never made it to the diner, but some of their 102 grandchildren, 275 great-grandchildren, and 156 great-great-grandchildren probably did.
p.s. Anyone lost a glove?