The Weekend

It has been a great weekend.  Weather could not be better. 

Friday I called Martell’s Restaurant to see if their patio was still open for dinner or if they had closed it for the season.  It was hitting 81 degrees Friday and the patio was open.  Hurray!

Martell’s is within a housing development that has apartments, condos, and single family homes all nestled into the woods.  The restaurant and patio, also nestled into the woods, overlooks a small lake. 

I had their fish special, a whitefish on top of lentils and some greens with a white wine sauce.  I love lentils.  Never would have thought of paring them with fish.  Jack had the grilled flat iron steak sliced thin, topped with a buttery chive sauce, served with crab cakes and string beans.  Both were delicious as was the wine.

Three deer even passed by while we were eating.  I had heard someone behind me say ‘look at the deer’.  I assumed they meant somewhere farther to the south along the lake.  But it wasn’t.  It was a doe and two fawns walking hastily between the patio and the street.  The street is about 25-30 yards away and the area between is all wooded.

Saturday afternoon it againwas 81ish and at least for me the majority of the time was spent sitting on the deck reading.  It’s Jack’s favorite time of the year, college football.  Notre Dame won.  Western won.   Wisc. must have had a by week.  I forgot what Navy did.  He’d holler scores and big plays to me through the open living room window.  He can watches two and three games at a time.  And then curse if all three games have commercials at the same time.

Today we took a drive as this weekend and coming week are to be the peek for colors.  We were headed to Hastings.  The intent was to stop at a restaurant we both thought there was on the west side of Gull Lake.  We either were remembering a different area of the lake or it’s now a mini-market.  Hastings was still another 30 miles off so instead of dealing with possible sugar lows, we headed back to Richland and stopped at the Richland Pub for lunch.  No outdoor seating, but good food and Bell’s on tap.

So now we are back out on the deck to write a little and read a little.  The work I brought home just doesn’t seem to be getting done….