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Dec. 6th, 2025 05:34 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dmxratedMom and I started a trip to Quebec yesterday mid-morning, and are currently at a hotel in Vermont.
(Just before we left the house, our neighbor right across from Long Island Avenue came over to thank Mom for a flag she bought her the other day to replace a torn one, and to get a view of it herself.)
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After making it to our room, Mom and I debated where to have dinner, given how expensive everything in the hotel is. She suggested we find somewhere for a burger or a pizza, but I wanted to have some stuff here in the hotel that we don't get every day, and didn't feel like driving around any more than we already had for the day.
We went to this in-hotel restaurant called Original Skiff. Mom got some clam chowder and carrots topped with some stuff, and I got a sirloin steak and some marinated mushrooms. I had also ordered a glass of root beer, and would have liked to order a slice of key lime pie afterwards, but Mom talked me out of that, given how much stuff we're already gonna have a chance for at a buffet where we're going at a time when we need to start losing some weight (I had already outgrown three pairs of pants that she had me try on the previous evening). That drink was probably sugary enough, when I usually have just water with dinner at home, and at least the ice was enough to cool my teeth off somewhat.
(Just before we left the house, our neighbor right across from Long Island Avenue came over to thank Mom for a flag she bought her the other day to replace a torn one, and to get a view of it herself.)
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After making it to our room, Mom and I debated where to have dinner, given how expensive everything in the hotel is. She suggested we find somewhere for a burger or a pizza, but I wanted to have some stuff here in the hotel that we don't get every day, and didn't feel like driving around any more than we already had for the day.
We went to this in-hotel restaurant called Original Skiff. Mom got some clam chowder and carrots topped with some stuff, and I got a sirloin steak and some marinated mushrooms. I had also ordered a glass of root beer, and would have liked to order a slice of key lime pie afterwards, but Mom talked me out of that, given how much stuff we're already gonna have a chance for at a buffet where we're going at a time when we need to start losing some weight (I had already outgrown three pairs of pants that she had me try on the previous evening). That drink was probably sugary enough, when I usually have just water with dinner at home, and at least the ice was enough to cool my teeth off somewhat.