Monday, July 27, 2009

What we did yesterday

You should all be very proud of us because the first thing we did was get all SIX of us ready in a mobile home and attended the EARLY service at Penny's church. This means 8:30! None of us gave a thought at all to going to church while we were here, but it was clearly very important to Penny. And when something is important to Penny you do it!
Then we went to the thriving metropolis of Thompsonville, population 256. This is where Dad was born and lived until he was 13. I took those pictures with the camera so I will make that part of the story another post - it turned out to be a very interesting visit back at the farm!
Next we went to Gwen Frostic's. She was a famous artist and poet who focused on block prints of local nature (sound like someone we know??) Google her to see her work - I just love it. Pam and I have such good memories of going there as kids. Most of what you buy there is stationery and poetry books, but there is also a library and study room along with a giant room of all the printing presses in the basement. So we shopped while Mark studied. I love that place!
Late lunch was at a local tradition called The Cherry Hut. Traverse City is the cherry capitol of the world, you see, and all of northern MI is famous for cherries this time of year. The Cherry Hut has been around since 1922 and has all things cherry on the menu. Mark and I even had cherry burgers! They ground up cherries in the beef, making it 65 percent less fat. They were really yummy. But of course what you really want there is dessert. Dad and Mark went traditional with cherry pie a la mode, although they both ate it before I could get a pic! Jill shared Daddy's pie, Erin had cherry ice cream, Pam had a cherry soda and I had a cherry hot fudge brownie. A cherry good time was had by all!
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1 comment:

Mary Lynn's Blog said...

I googled Gwen Frostic to see some of her work - beautiful. Sounds like you're having a wonderful time. Love, Mimi/Mom