December is fast approaching and glimpses of daylight feel novel. So I space out while playing trains and remember the really wonderful time I had in Grand Marais, MN, with my husband three months ago.
I’m a sucker for any place where “dressing up for dinner” means changing out of your muddy hiking boots and pulling on a clean fleece.
Where the food is delicious and locally sourced. [At the Angry Trout Cafe.]
And you can get a good drink with a tasty lunch while listening to the Grateful Dead. [At Gun Flint Tavern.]
Where you’re right on the water.
And that water is clear.