One thing virtually impossible to do during the cold winter months in New England is dine outside.
It's truly a summertime simple pleasure. The other day, one of my very dearest long-time friends and I went to the Red Lion Inn for lunch.
"Would you like to eat outside on the patio?," a hostess inquired. Since the day's temperature were perfect, cool and beautiful, we acquiesced. It was definitely the right decision.
Sun poured down on the green and white striped canopy and on the table umbrellas down in the lower courtyard. Because the temps were not too hot, dining outside turned out to be very pleasurable. When it's really hot out, I opt for air-conditioning.
My order of spinach salad with croutons, bacon bits, and hard boiled eggs seemed a bit pricey at $13 but the inn does draw a large number of tourists. They, perhaps, are used to high prices in upscale inn dining rooms. The maple vinaigrette was delicious, though. (I've since tried to make an at-home version that tasted equally yummy.)
A cloth napkin-lined basket held a variety of breads and crackers.
Now that the really hot temps are done, think we'll try to eat out several more times right in our back yard, before the snows come.
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