Angelnina’s Cottage

I love to go on road trips!  I especially love to take drives to places I’ve never been before.  Lucky for me,  Chuckanut Drive is close enough to take a day trip.

Chuckanut Drive connects the city of Bellingham to the gorgeous Skagit Valley.

The main road gave us views of beautiful farmlands and breath taking views of Puget Sound, the San Juan Islands, and fall foliage!

Along the way, we drove off the main road, into the little town of Edison.  We discovered the Bread Farm.  This wasn’t just any bread bakery–look at the variety of homemade breads, cookies, granola, and so much more.  We left with a huge loaf of bread, a package of homemade croutons, and a bag of coconut cookies.

Our drive ended in the 1880’s brick town of Fairhaven, a suburb of Bellingham.   Mark and I have visited Fairhaven many times, but it had been quite a few years ago, and we always took the Interstate.  Fairhaven is still the charming old fashioned village I remember.  Actually, it is even better than I had remembered.

As we stepped out of the car and crossed the street, I felt the pressure of Mark’s hand on the small of my back and in a low voice he said, “Go, hurry!”

“Don’t push me!” I responded, “I’m wearing Crocs and I’ll break my neck if I hurry!”

“I’m not trying to push you, I see something…”

Mark spotted money on the ground.  He quickly swooped in and picked it up off of the sidewalk.  $12.   I insisted we look around for the person who may have dropped the money.   Mark gave me a funny  look,

“Well, what do you suggest I do–hold up the money and ask who lost $12?”

“Well, no, just look around at people and see if they look like they lost something.”

“What do people look like when they’ve lost something?”

“Well, I don’t know, they might have a look on their face– kind of panicked or sad.  They  might be looking in their wallets or purses –you know.”

Mark, aiming to do the right thing, looked up and down the street–the closest person was at least a block away.

“Well, I don’t see anybody with that “look” on their face.”

“Oh, OK then, just keep the money.  Maybe it’s a gift from the Universe.”

Mark then tucked the money into the side of my purse.  ”Here, go buy something for yourself with it.”

Mark can be a sweetheart like that.

Crazy as it may sound, I like to think the Universe gifts us with money when we’re on the right track in life.

We chose to eat at the restaurant we used to eat at when our son still lived at home–  Skylark’s Hidden Cafe and Wine Parlour.  Very nostalgic.

I ordered fried chicken, and Mark ordered the pork medallions.

I drank my first Sidecar.  I was instantly drunk–which wasn’t the plan.  I’m used to a glass of wine, but apparently a Sidecar is a bit more potent.  Lesson learned. Next time, wait for your meal before sipping on a Sidecar on an empty stomach.

SIDECAR

as posted here

The original from Harry’s Bar in Paris

1 1/2 oz. Brandy
1/2 oz. Triple Sec (Skylark’s used Orange Cointreau)
1/2 oz. Lemon or Lime Juice

Combine all the ingredients in a shaker filled with ice, shake well and strain into a cocktail glass.

When I was able to walk a straight line, we continued on to our favorite book shop, Village Books.

We drove back home with the moon roof wide open, the star filled sky and the chilly autumn evening weather was a perfect ending to a beautiful day.

Care to see a few more photos?  Click below…

A View from the Car- Chuckanut Drive Drive along Puget Sound

The Pacific NW Sky

Longhorn Saloon in Edison

Fairhaven Fish -n-Chips Bus

A Boutique for Chicks-fer sure

Historic Fairhaven