Thursday, August 28, 2008

Marvelous Munchies

One of the best parts of traveling is the food we encounter along the way. Our trip to New England was full of memorable meals and munchies in addition to our other great experiences. No sooner than we reached Cape Cod, we were blown away by the first munchie- Homemade Black Raspberry Chocolate Chip frozen yogurt. If that ice cream stand had not been so far away and backtracking, we would have joined the throngs once again for that wonderful treat! Four mornings on our trip, we breakfasted at two different B & B’s, one on Cape Cod and one in Vermont. At both, the food was fabulous and the centerpiece of all the breakfasts was fresh picked blueberries- scones, pancakes (x 2), puffy pancakes, blueberries and peaches, blueberries and melons, and (gasp!) blueberry water buffalo yogurt! Everything was yummy and we even branched out and enjoyed maple water buffalo yogurt.

When in New England, you gotta go for the seafood! So, on Cape Cod, we splurged on an early bird special and dined on a mussel bouillabaisse (David) and baked scrod- a whitefish new to me. On Nantucket, we slurped up quahog chowder, a fancy name for clam chowder. We tried to repeat the yummy yogurt experience on Martha’s Vineyard, but it didn’t come close. But, we had fried clams (Brian), baked scallops (David), and baked salmon (me) at Buzzard’s Bay. In Newport, Rhode Island, David finally got the lobster for which he’d been salivating. He hand picked two 1 ½ lb. lobsters from a live lobster tank on the wharf. They were steamed right there on the spot and Brian and I were able to rustle up some plastic utensils and napkins. David talked a waitress at a fancy wharfside restaurant out of a couple pats of butter, so we were set. We took the lobsters to a park and cracked them by hand. David was in lobster heaven. Later in the day, we went a different food direction and ate calzones in an Italian “hole in the wall” on a tiny island in Rhode Island.

Brian introduced us to two of his favorite eateries in the Cambridge, NY area. One was a charming deli, where we had incredible sandwiches and a mouth-watering buffalo burger. Two times we visited The Ice Cream Man, of Bobby Flay’s “Throwdown” fame. Yummy! Lake George featured a memorable view from an over- the- lake deck and a decent French Dip, but later, in Saratoga Springs, NY, the three of us shared an incredible hazelnut torte that justified the world famous hype for Mrs. London’s Bakery.

In Vermont, we sampled the first of the regional apple crop- whoa, those first tart bites really got our attention! Our hostess at the Vermont B & B was a renowned baker and her cookies were sold at the village store down the road. We bought a giant oatmeal chocolate chip coconut pecan cookie which Charley, the owner, assured us was illegal in 34 states and necessitated us eating it before we left the state. Luckily, we didn’t get stopped in New Hampshire or Massachusetts, since we rationed the cookie for a treat at quaint and scenic sites where we needed a taste to match the view. Fall was in the air and called for bowls of steaming turkey chowder at Lake Squam, New Hampshire, on a chilly New England evening. We renewed fond food memories as we shopped for picnic fixings at one of our favorite grocery haunts of the East- Aldi’s- and then enjoyed picnicking at some wonderful spots in Vermont and New Hampshire- Robert Frost’s Stone Cottage, Canterbury Shaker Village, Dartmouth College, and the Joseph Smith Birthplace….

Our two weeks in New England were full of wonderful places and food to match the scenic, historic, and cultural ambience of this wonderful part of the country. Munching our way across five states was an adventure, gastronomically speaking, and we are fully satisfied with memories of eating tastily- Eet Smoklek! (or something like that!)


Friday, August 8, 2008

Nauvoo Revisited

Ok, ok. I know "life is not supposed to be a collection of travelogues." So, just think of this as another chapter in our journey through life. The last time we were in Nauvoo, we were missionaries, traveling to our mission in Palmyra, New York. We only spent a few hours at the historic sites, including Carthage, but we did have the opportunity to do an endowment session at the Nauvoo Temple, before heading east.
Fast forward almost 3 years and we found ourselves back in Nauvoo, this time with our daughter Emily, her husband Brad, and our cute grandsons Braden (7), Dallin (5), and Trevor (2). What fun to experience “The City of Joseph” through the eyes of a child!
We arrived Friday afternoon and visited the Family Living Center to learn how to make candles, card and spin wool, and make rope, before seeing the young performing missionaries in “High Hopes and Riverboats.”
Braden did a heck of a job turning the wheel to make rope.
Pretty smart to get the kids involved in a fun and corny variety show, “Sunset by the Mississippi,” where Braden and Dallin marched in the children’s parade.
Saturday, we were up early to ride a wagon through Nauvoo and take a spin around a small grove of trees in a covered wagon pulled by oxen.

We visited the blacksmith shop and wagon maker’s shop, the gunsmith’s shop and home, and Brigham Young’s home. A highlight for David was listening to Joseph Smith giving the famous King Follett Discourse in a shady grove where the Prophet probably gave many discourses. In the afternoon, Emily, Braden, David, and I enjoyed the kids’ show “Just Plain Anna-Amanda” and then visited the bakery for a gingerbread cookie. We followed Braden’s agenda, visiting the tin shop, post office, printing office, school, and the brickyard before the whole gang traveled to Carthage to visit the jail where Joseph and Hyrum Smith were martyred.
The Pageant pre-show was full of non-stop fun for families, as you can plainly see. Emily really got the hang of rolling the hoop.
Everybody got into the act with the hoop toss, except Grandma who's always taking the pictures. Actually, Braden did toss it to me a couple of times.
It's Emily and Dallin leading the team... against Braden, Trevor, and Brad.

One big surprise… when the batters in stickball got a hit, they headed to third base, which was really first base. Who knew!
There were too many games and not enough time before Pageant began at dusk. It was such a different experience than the Hill Cumorah Pageant, which is a huge and magnificent spectacle with over 600 cast members, lots of special effects, and room for 9,000 spectators. The Nauvoo Pageant was smaller and much more intimate, with a cast of maybe 100-150 and seating for probably less than 1,000. We really loved the Nauvoo Pageant and really felt that it gave the feeling of the Saints’ beloved city, the joy they had there for a season, their love of the Prophet Joseph and his brother, Hyrum, and the sorrow and sacrifice they experienced in being driven from their beautiful homes. The show was full of tender testimony, a great way to end our day.
This last scene shows the actual temple in the background. If the picture can be double-clicked, look between the heads to the middle right of the group. The guy in the white pants and tan waistcoat with a girl and boy and an Emma-looking lady next to the boy, is Ben Dickamore, who played Joseph. To the right of him, holding a child is Matt Dickamore, who played Hyrum.
Sunday morning, we left early to drive the 7 hours back to St. Michael. But first, we stopped to walk along the Trail of Hope (formerly called the Trail of Tears). I like the change because it emphasizes the hope that the pioneers had that they would find a place of peace and rest from persecution. At the end of the Trail is a sculpture of Joseph showing Brigham the place where the Saints were to settle in the West. Beyond them is the Mississippi, which the first group crossed on the ice, in great haste, in frigid February.
Along the Trail there excerpts from journals of the pioneers. One that I found most poignant was the granddaughter of Lucy Mack Smith, who stayed behind.

Our last stop was the Joseph Smith Cemetery before we headed west, crossing the Mississippi and leaving beautiful Nauvoo.

One last look at the temple from the Trail of Hope- the last look at their beautiful temple by the Saints as they headed west.