Seeing the Flavor

Must try this xx Rowena

Rantings of an Amateur Chef

Yesterday I told you of a trip to Niagara Falls. I’ll continue the story here.

We drove to our hotel (the Cataract Inn) and parked. It was small and pretty run down. As I was poor and didn’t have many choices, we decided to go inside and check in.

The counter area was sparse and upon going in I was first to the desk. I gave the elderly lady my name, credit card and ID. She grumbled a welcome and gave me a key to my room. Next was my friend. Upon seeing his ID her face lit up. She asked him if he was Polish (his last name ends in “ski”) and when he said he was, suddenly she was the nicest person in the room. She checked him in and asked him to hold a minute. She went into the back room and came back with an armful…

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