Vt.

My friend Andy generously invited some college friends to his house in Vermont for the weekend. As usual, our time included a lot of eating, as well as some drinking and outdoor activity.

Saturday morning started with some dulche de leche crepes and bacon. I thought the combo would be a little too much, but I was wrong.



Later on, we took a walk around Lowell Lake. The foliage was a little past its peak, but it was still beautiful.




In honor of Halloween, we stopped by the Lowell Lake Cemetery, where there were several graves dating back to the 1700s. David Anderson's read: All you read with little care/ Who walk away and leave me here/ Should not not forget that you must die/ And be intomed as well as I.


We had planned to pick up some of Grafton's famous cheese, but the store was filled with "peepers" so we got a case McNeill's beer instead. On the way home, we stopped at the farm stand and the market for dinner supplies.




We were starving after our walk and shopping, so we snacked on cheese and sampled three kinds of the McNeill's. The Firehouse was a crowd favorite.



Dinner included grilled steak and vegetables. Afterwards, we had grilled apples, vanilla ice cream and more dulche de leche. That night almost everyone had weird dreams, which we attributed to the a little too much dulche de leche.