The coach is vacuumed, dusted, laundry done, heating system being scientifically tested by us and found to be OK. So, what to do? Ah, more wine country touring. We head out, traveling northbound along the east side of Seneca Lake before crossing over to the WEST side of Cayuga Lake. Bright skies with puffy clouds gave us special views of the lakes and an understanding why this area is so popular with vacationing easterners ... at least during the summer/autumn periods. The winters are severe. Just ask those who attend nearby Cornell and Syracuse Universities. How these vineyards survive (much less the human residents) is a question we did not ask.
A roadside stand provided huge tomatoes and concord grapes at bargain prices. I grew up being fed both, but Mom overdid the availability of Welch's Concord Grape Jelly. Even saved the jars while I became very un-fond of the taste. Peanut butter couldn't kill it in a "Sunbeam" brand white bread sandwich. Decades later, today's freshly picked grapes brought back strong memories of a great childhood on the farm and a renewal of the original desire for concord grapes. Trust me, I won't over indulge this time.
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| A non-resident on her way to a lake shore vineyard. Will work for concord grapes. |
Lunch on the deck of the Ginny Lee Restaurant was most tasty (AKA, we both recommend), complimented by a perfect view. Halfway through the day and we already call it a great one, leaving ample time to catch up on the blog, so far an enjoyable task. Thank you again for your continued supportive comments. And remember, if the picture is too small, click on it and it'll grow in size, just like me.
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| Decadence at high noon. I can barely stand it. |
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