As my profile says, Hub and I dream of opening our own B & B. It's only a dream because we have to wait a few years, but it will happen and the dream will become a reality. And yes, YOU WILL KNOW!
I created this blog to talk about my dreams and just have fun with baking. I go on and on about
here. I mentioned in the very first posting how I fell in love with
Villa Calma in Bemidji, Minnesooooota. I am still in love with it and if life is perfect, it will be ours. In four years, when it's time for us to buy. Sigh. In the meantime, we have also fallen in love with Harold and Kim, the innkeepers. They are kind enough to take good care of
our their inn. ♥
Anyhoo, I am fortunate to have dear friends. One of them,
Donna, who completely inspires me to be a better person and who would love me more if I could learn how to cook healthy desserts. (doubtful). Donna and I have some weird, deep and soulful connection, despite not spending more than an hour or so of my life with her (we were on the
Cruise to Run together, for three years in a row, but never much one on one time). Donna emailed me and said she has a friend, Michelle, who runs a B & B and you MUST friend her on
Facebook. Done. So I've watched Michelle having a ball baking and cooking and running not one, but
two B & B's.
Gorgeous, right? Both of them. There was going to be a small wedding at Belle Oaks Inn, so I quietly mentioned I'd be happy to help out, if needed. She'd be doing me a favor, so I didn't want to seem too eager. She was joyful at the request and off I went.
I learned so very very much during my stay. From Thursday to Saturday I took in all that I could. The wedding was Friday night. Thursday night was lots of gabbing, shopping, baking and turning down rooms, getting the guest ready for nite-nite time. I must say, they do it right. Homemade Banana Nut Oatmeal Cookies, recipe courtesy of Jesse Ruth Harrelson Isaacks, Grandmother of Clint, one of inn owners. To me, things like that really add to a B & B. Not that store bought cookies suck (Oreo's sustain me when I'm stressed), but warm from the oven is true bliss.
I spent Friday, cleaning the floors, bedrooms and bathrooms, dreaming that one day, all of this cleaning will be for my very own bed and breakfast. I helped with wedding prep, not much though...I stood aside and marveled at the flow of everything.
Saturday morning I watched the guests devour their breakfast. A lovely Southern Brunch Casserole and this beauty....
Pecan Orange Bread
Pretty, right? And very tasty and very much (with the permission of the owners (granted already)) going to be used at our B & B. And many times prior, just to "test" it, of course.
I can't thank Michelle and Mark enough for the learning experience that they gave me. And yes, I do still want to open a B & B, and no, I wasn't scared off!
Here are some random shots that I took while I was there. Just pretty flowers really. Pictures of both inns are shown off much better on their websites, so I didn't want to take many of those.
I am actually more impressed that the trees are actually in focus instead of the flowers, which were the main purpose of the pictures. Just kinda cool. I think.
I have a weakness for flowers. I love taking pictures of them. They just make me smile inside.
This picture is nuts. I think it is so very pretty. I can't figure out if it's blurry or not. It was the morning sun and it was making it such a different color. Love. It.
And finally, my favorite. This came to me, via a text message, from my Hub. He wasn't able to come with me for the weekend (here is how that conversation went: Me: Love of my life, do you want to come with me to clean and cook and scrub for three days straight? Him: Uh, no, I was thinking I'd go fishing, since I am home this weekend and I am hardly ever home on weekends because I'm off speaking, but......if you really want me to, I will. Me: Nope, just catch dinner for us, cuz I will be famished, I'm sure). So when he was out on a walk one afternoon, he saw this gaggle of roses, took a picture and sent me the sweetest text. I ♥ him. I'm one lucky girl.