The Cure For Everything Is Salt …
… tears, sweat, and the sea. (Dinesen)
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Ever since we drove home from the Mazda dealership with Honey P.’s pretty new MX-5, we’ve been fantasizing about long weekends spent driving, top down, through country roads. Radio blaring, wind in our faces, sun in our eyes, sangria in my cupholder (just kidding about the sangria). Granted, we were imagining ourselves doing this in Vermont, but an offer to visit from our friends Joe and Barb, who had completed their dream home in the UP, was close enough. So Friday, after my last conference call, we packed the car and headed up to Michigan, via Wisconsin, with a stop in Sturgeon Bay for the night.
The first three hours of the drive, harrowing. A hard rain began to fall as we entered the highway, and the road construction on 94W made for a very uncomfortable drive in narrow lanes next to big trucks without mud flaps. By the time we arrived in Wisconsin, however, the sun and broken through, and we arrived safely at the White Lace Inn in Sturgeon Bay.
Let me recommend for your consideration the Select Registry, a collection of bed and breakfasts across the country. We’ve stayed in five places within the registry, and all have been–at very least–quite nice. Some, like the Inn at Sunrise Point, are positively exquisite. The White Lace Inn is charming, a short walk from the bay and the middle of town. The main Inn is surrounded by a series of houses converted into suites for guests, with shared garden and koi pond.See my photo album of the White Lace Inn …
We enjoyed dinner at Sage, a restaurant we’d been to five years back, when we first came to Door County. It was just as good as we remembered it, and arguably the best restaurant in the town. Then back to the Inn for a soak in the jacuzzi, a fire, bourbon, and episodes of The Wire.
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