Angela and Stephane opened their house to me making me feel very much at home. Breakfast, lunch and dinner were excellent; Stephane, being a frenchman, is an excellent cook having trained as a pastry chef. Watching him preparing dinner was fascinating, talking with his french accent, cutting, cooking and prepping was one fluid motion.
It was such a relief not to have to ridden in the driving rain with the wind in my face. They saved me. One step further, Angela gave me the keys to her Mini station wagon. I drove with extreme care down to the Wilmington historic district and later the North Carolina battleship built during the war. Once back at “home” I took a nap in the afternoon followed by a tour of Stephane’s home shop where he is restoring a sixties vintage silver shadow Rolls Royce. There is not much this man doesn’t know how to do. It will be my task to bring him into the work of hand joinery and classic furniture making.
For dinner, Stephanie made a culinary delight of pot roast followed by a type of lemon custard pie with blueberries. Of course, there was an abundance of beer, wine and great conversation. They have an invitation to visit my home in Connecticut. Matching their hospitality will be a challenge.
Sounds like you struck it rich. Must be pretty wet in Wilmington...last time I was there the streets by the river across from that gargantuan battle ship in the center of town were underwater as well. Looks like sun and clouds tomorrow...cycle on !
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