Last day in Stratford, or what did you say HMS stands for, or what's a pinafore?

The last day in Stratford was a pretty day; sunny and 75ish.

Breakfast was a frittata served with salsa.  And peameal bacon.  I didn't have it.  Look it up.  (bacon rolled in corn meal, I guess)

K, EH and I ended up in town center (a controversy as Walmart funded the paving over a parking lot next to town hall), ending up in the coffee and crepe place.  I don't know why they had savory crepes -- I had this apple cinnamon one, which tasted like apple pie.  :)

There was some shopping (since some readers here might be getting something, I won't tell what for) and then back to prep for dinner.

In case you are wondering about the almost constant eating, an oft repeated line by Michael was "I'm going to gain back those 15 pounds in a week"...(I expect a comment at the end of this reporting that he DID! :)).

Dinner was on Main St at a place called Mercer Hall, where 3 years ago we all remembered having a good lunch.

Michael rapturously ate an asparagus and carrot salad (here's the link to the pics, again). Yes, asparagus, again!  (he likes asparagus...)

Then he had the mussels dinner.  (you'll recognize them in the pics)

EH and I both had the curry vegetable bowl.  Thus.

Barb had their signature chicken & K and unpictured burger.

Then dessert -- they had a series of crumbles.  EH and I agreed to share the peanut butter and banana one.  You can see the rhubarb cheesecake and the brownie one in the pics, too.

EH did not understand that "sharing" with me meant you didn't linger over a spoonful OR have a drink of coffee.  She got 1, 2, 3 spoonfuls behind...and I had to pause.  Okay, I might have tapped on the glass once or twice.  :)

Then off to see HMS Pinafore.

Gilbert & Sullivan is...well, light.  Lots and lots of songs.

This production did a lot of...production.  You know, big numbers in their numbers.  Like 10 sailors singing and dancing (I'm sure they did scissor kicks at various times in their dances).  Like 10 sailors singing love songs to mops turned mop-side up.  Right.

Let me say that coming back to the B&B and watching the end of the hockey game was a good antidote. :)

It was good.  Fun.  The tunes got in your ear.  The social satire of the Lord of the Admiralty claiming the best strategy was to stay at your desk and away from the sea and you'd head the Admiralty (rhymes, you see) -- which reminds me of the qualifications of much of the current administration.

And then back for cards and hockey and the death of a bottle of Saturday's wine (it was Riesling, I think).  EH & I won at cards, trash was talked, with barnyard noises with them up 9-8 in game 1 but we took all the tricks in the next hand and...it was over.

So was the trip.  Consensus was that the Chinese place on Sunday was the best meal and probably our first play, School for Scandal, was the best.  Although Pinafore was not a bore (rhymes, you see).

So, we are home.  It was great fun, another quality Road movie with Bob, Bing & accompaniment.

Cheers, fine Readers.  Till next time.