Cheese, Grommit?

We’ve been driving south quit a bit lately. Sometimes not due south, but southerly. So, this weekend, in a break from habit, we drove north. Really north. Not as north as you can go. I haven’t yet done that. But, pretty north for a weekend excursion. We packed up the car with a fully charged ipod, some ‘nanas, lots of chocolate and hit the road to visit friends in Yorkshire.

The weekend started just east of York. We stayed with some friends Friday night, and then went out to the Black Sheep Brewery in Masham on Saturday on the way to West Yorkshire. Masham is a nice place. I’d go there again. We had an hour before our tour at the brewery and free beer so we ventured out to get some grub. The Suncatcher Cafe in the village square caught my eye. Inside, it was a bit of a mash up between Berkeley, Pacific Northwest and Polynesian decor. I liked it. Very colorful. And they served Chai lattes. Now, it’s not as if I am a huge chai latte fan. I could take one or leave one. But the very fact that they were offering them was a surprise. I am not sure they do chai lattes in England. So, I had to get one. Simply because I could. (It was good!) The cafe also served Wensleydale cheese and hot apple chutney paninis. So, there wasn’t much deciding to be done there either!

Cheese, Grommit?

On Sunday, we took a drive down memory lane. We drove past the house where Crunchy husband and I lived together for the first time. It’s for sale. All I can wonder is if they’ve redone the bathrooms. I spent six months (okay, maybe not that long, there was a long period where I was waiting in California for my visa) running up and down the basement stairs to take my showers. There is something just more than a little bit creepy about taking a shower in a dark basement. One has to hope they put a shower into the my little pony disco party bathroom. And maybe redecorated that bathroom a bit more tastefully. At an asking price of 184,500 GBP, one can only hope!

It was interesting to note that neither of us felt much nostalgia at not living there (neither the house, nor the area) anymore. I wasn’t there long enough to get attached, and Crunchy husband doesn’t really feel like he ever settled in his four years in Saltaire. I think we’d both feel differently if the architecture wasn’t so dreary, and it was closer to the ocean, as we both love the hills. But, the architecture is and it’s nowhere near the sea. So I am happy where we are.

PS- I forgot about the jelly bellies and Arizona iced tea. “New from America.” That cracked me up! New to you, maybe…

4 responses to “Cheese, Grommit?”

  1. Crunchyhusband says:

    Masham must have some american influence ….there’s also a store selling real american jelly beans ….and another bottled cold herbal tea…can’t remember the brand…..
    But I do miss Yorkshire friends and the rolling hills of the Dales ….and Yorkshire beer from Fanny’s ale house…and the Hockney gallery in the mill…and being close to Premiership teams with cheaper tickets…..but I’m done with Victoriana for a bit…I’ll take the beach : )

  2. Amanda says:

    Mm jelly bellies.

    Sounds like yet another fun weekend! I love times like these with D.

  3. Mom says:

    I loved the disco bathroom!! I do agree with the creepiness of the basement shower though. I think I got very attached to that house in my two weeks there. but I’ll visit whereever you are!

  4. Moose says:

    My Little Pony disco bathroom! Ah, good times. Why anyone felt the need to spit toothpaste into pink sparkles is beyond me.

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