I’ve spent most of the summer in the small Connecticut town where I grew up, and shared little pieces with you in the form of running scenery, blue sky snapshots, restaurants, and lots of local ice cream. But the other day as I was taking a stroll on Main Street, I realized I hadn’t painted a full picture yet. So today’s post is a photo tour of my little corner of the world (does anyone else love that Yo La Tengo song? I first heard it on Gilmore Girls and have enjoyed it ever since. It’s provided the soundtrack for my thoughts lately.)
The Cass Gilbert Fountain greets you as you arrive in town
Fairy lights make everything magical
One of the best parts of spring break was getting to spend quality time with my dog Sasha. Another was enjoying leisurely dinners with my dad (he would agree with this order – she’s got the whole family trained!) We share a love of art and history, and I probably got so interested in both because I grew up tagging along to galleries with him by day and watching documentaries on TV together late at night. One night, we decided to head over to Luc’s Cafe, a French brasserie close to Main Street that’s always bustling. The outdoor area is really pretty, with twinkly lights all around.
Inside there are photos all around of classic French scenes, and there’s a large map of France on the back wall. I like the decorations here because they blend in with the atmosphere, and aren’t too garish. Just enough to be quaint!
Mussels + frites
As the snow melts and hope springs eternal that winter is falling away, my dad figured it was his last chance to get a steaming mug of French onion soup and a toasty croque monsieur. I’m always happy to have mussels marinière. It combines one of my favorite seafoods, mussels, with a delicious white wine and garlic sauce – and a little butter, because everything tastes better with a little butter! My portion came with frites, of course, which were cut shoestring-style. Everything was quite tasty – I couldn’t partake in his dishes, of course, but he helped me polish off that giant vat of mussels!
Dark chocolate is heavenly
We were a little full for dessert, but after heading home and taking an evening stroll in the neighborhood with Sasha, we each found room for a delectable piece of dark chocolate from Bridgewater Chocolates, another Connecticut institution. I went for a square of dark chocolate filled with sea salt and caramel. Yum!
All in all, it was a delicious meal and some great daddy-daughter time. What’s your favorite memory with you and your dad?
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