June 19, 2010 was a big day for Frankfort and Elberta. Antique Car show and Craft Fair in Frankfort and across the bay, the Elberta Summer Solstice Festival. Enormous crowds, sunshine, great food, provided by the local restaurants. See for yourselves…
remember to click on each picture to see all the wrinkles…
Aha! this is where the crazy dressers got their clothes
on to the beer garden where this year local breweries sold their stuff
Hannah Beale was definitely the highlight of the evening for most of us.
Ok so you all know that Ivanka shlepped her family up north to stay with us for a few days. One night we managed to get together and have a light dinner
out in back of Ivanka’s cottage.
Like I have told you a few days ago, my camera was out of juice that night so Ivanka was in charge of taking pictures of our dinner together.
Silly me, I should have known that she would try and get pictures with me in them. But worry not, there is one picture that is perfect to show off:
In the background you see the famous
and now much bigger
Yes, I know this doesn’t look like dinner, it looks more like snacking around the world or something in that direction. At first I had made up this menu of salmon patties with a remoulade, Yukon gold potatoes, and a fresh salad.
When I thought about it later in the day, I suddenly didn’t feel like slaving over a hot stove after working all day so we just threw together … ahem,
we decided to go casual and empty the fridge.
There were salmon patties after all and that sauce remoulade but no potatoes. A big hunk of cheese, Ivanka’s home grown tomatoes
and a home made apple pie that a guest had dropped off.
Wine, sangria and sodas all made with cherries. All of that and some rustic
breads from Crescent Bakery in Frankfort
Before dinner, Ivanka and I tried to make that drink that our bachelor Joe
had mixed for us the night before. We couldn’t replicate it
so I texted Joe for the recipe, heehee.
It is nice to have connections
Live at the Wayfarer!
This weekend, the famous Arcadia Daze will take place.
Where ? Ummmm…in Arcadia 😛
You remember, I wrote about Arcadia down on M-22 in my early blogger days in May.
Arcadia Daze brings visitors from far and wide and much like during the Frankfort Art Fair, people are scrambling to get a room. Why I don’t raise my prices for special days is a good question. Everyone else does it. Anyway, I am always amazed how prospective guests call and quiz me about the prices and ammenities and then they are asking about a specific cottage, all the while I am thinking, “it doesn’t really matter how much the room rents for or what it looks like, you cannot rent ANY room for ANY money this weekend at the Wayfarer”.
I have a big turnover tomorrow and I bet the phone will not stop ringing because hundreds that wanted to participate in Arcadia Daze cannot find a room.
Here is a link to some photos of Arcadia Daze gone by and of the Scottville Clown Band, just looking at these photos makes me snort my martini – they are a hoot and well worth the trip down to Manistee County!
So remember for next year and try and be here for the fun
The cherry harvest began the day before yesterday. Bill Johnson is the boys’ boss in the summertime. He owns a good size cherry orchard right off Grace Road. Since last year the boys have been shaking cherries for Bill and they love it. They get to work with a bunch of people who are fun, while Bill treats them like sons and gives them considerable grief just because he can!
The other day, I found some cheap(er) shoes for them to get messed up in the orchard. Once they have shaken the cherries off the trees, the cherries get washed and of course the shoes get soaked. This way they have 2 pairs of bumming around shoes that they can alternate between and when the harvest is over, so are the shoes and in the trash they go.
So obviously these shoes were not bought at Snyder’s in Manistee but at Kmart of Manistee. After all, money doesn’t grow on our trees, we don’t have an orchard 😉
Bill Johnson with the cherry hat and Tom, his trusty right hand man.
But first, on the way there, I saw this interesting looking house. The proportions are all kattywhompus but it’s new and interesting.
A strange and disproportioned house. It looks empty and new
The company name. Everyone always calls Bill’s place “Bill’s place”. I never knew that the orchard has a proper name
I want to tell you that this is the little cabin in which Bill Johnson was born. Alas, it’s the gardening shed 😉
The old gas pump. I told Bill he needed to replace the door on it and he told me “It has worked for me for over 50 years and it will work another 50”
Isn’t that a beautiful barn?
Bill Johnson with the green hat and Tom, his trusty right hand man
It was cold this morning, it still is at 1PM. I had to go back and bring the boys sweatshirts.
The cherry harvest will be going on way beyond August 10th, according to Bill. Nice, that’s good money for Marc and Ty.
I think Bella was right, the girl needs a respectable two part name.
The Frankfort pier with boats in the background and thousands of people in front of us waiting for the sun to go down and the fireworks to begin. It was a spectacular sunset.
The first picture is of Dinghy’s where we landed to drink the second Martini after the first Martini in the Villa Marine 😉
All the others are of fireworks and sunsets, heh. I just don’t have the camera to take fireworks pictures.
I can assure you that it was a great night. I don’t think that we have ever had more beautiful fireworks than we’ve had tonight. Josh and Chris outdid themselves tonight.
Every year the fireworks get so much better, there is no telling what will happen next year.