We’re home, having curtailed the road trip due to an illness that caused me to spend 1.5 days in bed in our lovely Prince Edward County hotel. Although it wasn’t how I imagined the trip to unfold, for the octogenarian the slower pace was a bonus. She lounged in the leather tub chair with a view of the vineyards and a spring sky. Her toes pointed to the gas fireplace that took the chill out of the air. A lamp strategically placed lit her book perfectly. She dined a short stroll from the room. The room and my incapacitation provided a freedom she had missed.
I missed the countylicious dinner. [I did not eat for 24 hours, unheard of for me.] The octogenarian was delighted with the braised lamb shank and perfectly crisp asparagus on a bed of mint and lemon tabouleh. The meat was tender and plentiful. Prince Edward County chefs have a garden of delights with which to cook – locally grown beef, lamb, cheeses and vegetables.
Not locally grown, but equally tempting were the range of loose teas available from Miss Lilly’s cafe. We took home the green ginger. The lack luster name belies the ingredient list – green tea, peppermint, lemongrass, lavender flowers. Aromatic and delicious.
Upon our return, the octogenarian was surprised that we had only been away two days. That is what I call the Brigadoon effect. Prince Edward County is seemingly separate from the mundane. The landscape is pastoral. The people are country-friendly. The pace is slow enough to savour. The roads wind and the speed limits are low. The county is human and humane.