I must admit I had some trepidation about having so many animals on the property, especially when I learned that they were bringing a puppy along. What I was overlooking was the fact that these are show dogs, and thus well-trained to be on their best behavior even when traveling to strange places for the first time. If it wasn't for the occasional howl from the run in the backyard when they were outside, I wouldn't even have known they were around. And none of the other guests had any problems with their furry neighbors. Because the pet-friendly suite has a separate entrance from the rest of the property the anmals never had to cross paths with the other guests.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Thursday, December 23, 2010
WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?
There are only a few days left to get a "Wicked Good Gift Certificate" to give to others, saving the bonus gift for yourself of course.
We still have lovely whirlpool rooms with fireplaces available for New Year's Eve. You can walk to the big dance down at the Towers if you don't want to watch the ball drop on TV. This would be the perfect time to make the reservation since you are on the computer already.
It is also time to start planning that summer vacation. The office vacation schedule probably comes out on the second and you want to be prepared to grab the best weeks for your trip to the beach. I'm just saying, it's going to be here before you know it.
Sunday, December 19, 2010
It's just fun.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Court House Center for the Arts
Celtic Christmas December 11th at 7pm December 12th at 2pm CCA proudly presents our first annual Celtic Christmas. This celebration of the mid winter season has a distinct Celtic flavor and extends from the little known Kilmore carols of Wexford to the Irish-American vaudeville stage.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
This Holiday Season give the gift that your friends will receive twice, a Gift Certificate from Blueberry Cove Inn. They get the original gift and then get their stay when they use it.
With each gift certificate you purchase between now and December 24, 2010 you will also get an additional gift certificate valued at 10% of your original purchase. You can give the additional gift certificate to someone else or you can use it yourself.
Example: Purchase a $200 gift certificate and receive an additional Gift Certificate for $20. These special gift certificates may no be used with any other gift certificates or other promotions, sorry. They will be accepted year round. All of our usual rates and reservation policies will apply. If ordering on line, please put "Wicked Good" after identifying your special occasion on the form.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
In a little over two hours, the girls, under Foreperson Seely's energetic direction, managed to unsnarl and test 17 strings of lights, wrap some of them around all three flights of stairs, add garlands of fake holly, hang round red ornaments on each segment of the glass block border, and cover every flat surface with some kind of holiday knick-knack. Everything from sea captain Santa to the snowmen picket fence found its place.
By 1:30 all that was left was the tree. While the junior innkeepers hauled out the stand and washed it down, I toted the 9 foot balsam in from the yard. For once we got the size just right, so no radical surgery was required before we could lock it into the stand.
We then sent Seely's helpers home. She tackled the lights for the tree while I returned to stringing popcorn. Ornaments may have to wait until tomorrow, but we should be ready by the time the town lights its tree at 5.
Check back tomorrow for photos of the decorations. Better yet, stop on by for our impromptu Open House and see them for yourself.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
11 years ago, overwhelmed by all the questions, we chose basics. We offer shampoo in large refillable bottles instead of the tiny ones that have to go to the landfill. In the "green" lodging world some innkeepers go to wall mounted soap dispensers to reduce the waste going to the landfill. We still offer bar soap as neither Dave or I like using dispenser soaps or dealing with the drips dispensers tend to produce. Which means we have a lot of barely used soaps to trash. This always bothered me but who in the world would want used soap??
Clean the World wants the soap. This organization takes donations of used soap from lodging properties, reprocesses it and produces large bars of absolutely sanitary soap to donate to communities in need. Clean the World was one of the first organizations on the scene after the Haitian earth quake.
So this year I saved every scrap of soap left in the bathrooms. Our first donation of 20 pounds has been shipped. It isn't much compared to what the Hilton will be sending but it is a contribution that helps others and helps the landfill.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Unfortunately all three of our rooms allocated for the free program have been booked. We offered our two Whirlpool Suites at a 50-60% discount and those are booked as well. We would be happy to offer vets and active military a 10% discount for a stay between November 10 and April 20, 2011 (holidays and Chocolate Weekend excluded, ID required.) Just send us an email before November 10, 2010 to be eligible for the discount.
Friday, October 15, 2010
Despite heroic efforts by Seely to perform reattachment surgery, we were unable to restore the victim to full function (which include serving as a recirculating pump for the pond and a convenient place for birds to settle).
After allowing for a suitable period of grieving, Seely's sister Beth began an extensive internet search for a replacement. I was skeptical that it would be possible to find a another pump as lifelike and efficient as Alfie at an affordable price.
I should know better than to underestimate my sister-in-law. On my birthday, Fed Ex delivered a sleek, beautiful stone otter pond pump. Based on no evidence whatsoever I decided that this one was female and named her Selena. I have no idea how much of her valuable time Beth wasted to give me a birthday smile, but I appreciate it.
So now everybody's happy. The birds have a belly to perch on when take a drink from the pond, the fish are happy to have a working pump, and I feel much better when I look out my window because our wildlife area now seems complete.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Here are a few ideas from the Narragansett Chamber of Commerce:
September 23rd - 25th
Full Moon Paddle - Narrow River Kayaks
Paddle one of southern New England's most beautiful waterways and discover the wonders of Narrow River at Sunset and under the light of the Full Moon. Learn about history and wildlife from an experienced naturalist and guide. $49.00 per adult - $25.00 11 and under 4:30 pm
September 24th - 26th
Taste of Block Island
This bi-annual event showcases all that Block Island has to offer. There will be many events including gallery openings, historical tours, wine tastings and kayaking with the purchase of a $5. button This weekend is being paired with the Antique Car Festival benefiting the Block Island Early Learning Center.
Monday, September 20, 2010
All the usual things happen here after Labor Day. Wedding festivities bring visitors nearly every weekend. URI students and activities draw family and friends into the area. The absolutely gorgeous weather has been fabulous for bikers, hikers, surfers, and swimmers. Day trips to Block Island are more relaxed with less traffic on their roads. The local dining scene offers all the great food with shorter waiting times. Newport and the casinos are just a short drive away.
If you are interested in more off beat activities the Narragansett Pier is a great home base. Lighthouse Cruises, bird watching walks with the Audubon Society, tours of an alpaca farm, apple picking, Corn Maize adventures and frightening Halloween displays are all a short distance away.
So book early and book often for your much deserved break from routine. Our Fall season rates make Blueberry Cove Inn an affordable option every day of the week. But hurry! weekends are booking up quickly.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Unlike our feathered and scaly friends, who hide if humans get too close to their turf, the squirrels will hop right up on the porch if you're sitting on the glider and come over to your feet to see if you dropped any food. They have chewed through the 3/4 inch plastic lids on our trash cans to get at fast food wrappers left by guests who have spent the day on the road to get here.
But by far the worst offense committed by the bushy-tailed rodents is the theft of food from our bird feeders. They hang upside down from overhanging limbs to defeat counterweights designed to throw them off the feeders, and shinny up the narrow, smooth poles that retailers market as squirrel-proof.
My various attempts to thwart them throughout the years have proved laughably ineffective. The plastic dish we placed over the suet feeder? They tag team it. One climbs to the top of the pole and tips it far enough so that his buddy can rake the suet out on the ground for a picnic feast. A few years ago I purchased a pellet gun on Craig's List. It shoots round plastic projectiles about the size of a BB that don't actually hurt the thieving rodent, but sting enough (I had hoped) to send him looking for a less annoying food source. Of course they flee when hit (the smart ones evacuate when they hear the creak of the door opening), but they're back in 10 minutes.
Frustrated in the extreme, I had declared a truce. Under the terms, the furry miscreants could feed at will on any seed that spilled on the ground, but if they actually got on the feeder or were stealing seed out of it, they got pelleted. However last week there was a violation of the demilitarized zone that called for stronger measures.
The feeder on the side porch has a spring-loaded lid. When you put it in on, you hold down a button on the front. When it is in aligned you release the button and a catch inside the feeder clicks into place. To open it, you have to punch the button before lifting. In between cooking breakfast courses last Wednesday, I looked out and saw that not only had a despicably clever squirrel figured out the catch, but he had climbed throught the hole in the top of the feeder and was literally bathing in seed.
After running through my full vocabulary of expletives (it takes about 2.5 minutes), I vowed to make sure I never had to watch that nauseating spectacle again. I grabbed a roll of the handyman's secret weapon (duct tape) and hermetically sealed the top of the feeder. I've sent Christmas presents to Tucson that weren't wrapped as tightly as I battened down that hatch. It's been six days and I have detected no breaches of seed security.
Of course it now takes 12 minutes to refill the feeder because you have to strip off the tape, lift the lid, pour in the seed and then reseal the container with fresh tape. But that's a small price to pay for victory in this particular skirmish. For those of you keeping score, it's now Humans 1, Squirrels 312.
Friday, August 6, 2010
Rhode Island's largest authentic county fair. Annual fair with country music concerts, a giant midway, animal shows, grange and 4H exhibits, crafts, children's games and more.
Washington County Fairgrounds, 78 Richmond Townhouse Road, Carolina, Rhode Island. Phone: 401.782.8139 Visit their official web site for more information.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Monday, July 26, 2010
We now offer our doggie friends a few extra amenities. Dogs that like to have a crate to call their own can use ours instead of dragging their own along on vacation.
The Hideaway's private yard is not fenced so hanging out and catching the rays while their humans were at the beach wasn't really an option. We now offer a six foot by twelve foot dog run that remains partially shaded during the day for the pups that would like to be outdoors.
OK, so we may not be the most dog friendly B&B Inn Narragansett has to offer but we are sure trying to make our four legged friend feel at home.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
I just didn't have the energy to go mow the lawn in the cool of the early evening after cooking breakfast, working as second-floor maid, doing multiple loads of laundry and checking in new guests. So we hired a man with a riding mower to keep the grass at reasonable heights.
This year, Seely accepted the fact that the physical strain and time drain of weeding the flower beds and other gardening tasks were more than she could handle.
Human resources found us a couple of teen-age girls willing to come by once or twice a week to do the physically taxing gardening chores. They are not only the cutest landscapers in town, but hard workers who show up on time and do whatever grimy task we assign them with energy, efficiency and enthusiasm.
Annie (the tall one with the pony tail) was referred to us by the Future Farmers of America/ 4 H program at the local high school and when she realized how badly we'd let things go, she brought her friend Liz (the dark-haired one) to help out.
The only down side of the arrangement is that I have to literally bite my tongue to keep from making jokes about the fact that Annie (surname Hall) shares her monicker with the Academy Award winning film by Woody Allen. I'm sure whatever play on words I could come up with to reference the movie would be something she's heard before, numerous times.
Still, while I was out knocking cobwebs off the front porch while Annie was weeding the holly bushes yesterday, I couldn't help but wonder if the straw broom I was using would be effective in fending off a spider the size of Buick . . .
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Over the years we have had many little notes of praise and thanks. Some are in foreign languages, a few were little drawings, some were a huge surprise from guests that we didn't think enjoyed their stay. This weekend we got our first poem:
When looking for the perfect get-away
We know just the place for you to stay,
A delicious breakfast to start the day,
Blueberry Cove Inn, that's what we say!
You guys were Fantastic! I hope to come visit again, what fun!
Nicole and Steve
So thanks Nicole and Steve. We hope you come back again too.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
A recent comment on Trip Advisor made all sorts of happy comments and one great suggestion, "...maybe little lotions with the other goodies in the room for those guests with sunburnt skin :o)."
Her comment sent me into a flashback to my own honeymoon when Innkeeper Dave had to spend three nights in a tub of cold water because he insisted that he "never" got a sunburn at the beach. Trust me, freshly cooked lobster doesn't put off as much heat or as much red color as he did.
Lo and behold: our in room amenity basket now includes a skin soother. As you can see from the photo, it seems to be a hit with the guests.
So, Peanuts 0612, thank you for your comments and suggestions. And I'm sure the guests that are using the spray would thank you too.
If anyone else would like to post a review, Trip Advisor and Bedandbreakfast.com are two popular sites. As always we would love to hear from you directly about ways to improve your stay.
Friday, June 18, 2010
Sunday, June 13, 2010
After breakfast on the other morning, Seely went out to feed the birds, only to discover that one of our most cherished adornments had met a ghastly fate.
Alfie the Otter has been a part of our daily lives for more than 12 years at two different residences, in Texas and Rhode Island. The fired-clay, lifelike sea creature hung out in our garden in Houston and for the past three years has served his natural function as a water circulator in our goldfish pond.
It was somehow quite soothing to see Alfie lying on his back in the pond with the curling stream of water shooting out of the mouth of the little fish he clutched to his chest. Our feathered visitors loved to perch on him while waiting their turn at the feeders.
But on Saturday morning, we noticed that Alfie had been beheaded, his whiskered face submerged in the water several feet from his torso. Our first thought was terrorists, but after a closer examination, foul play seemed unlikely.
But even in distress, Alfie is still doing his job. His headless body continues to pump the water and the birds don't seem to mind his missing noggin. Maybe we should change his name to Ichabod.
Friday, June 11, 2010
So with that lure out there, here is the official scoop lifted from the South County Tourism newsletter:
You are invited to submit photos reflecting the naturally serene beauty that can only be found in South County, which as you know, is significantly blessed by nature. Your challenge is to capture images representing 449 square miles of scenery filled with wildlife preserves, protected parks and forests that spill down to 100 miles of sandy beaches, sprinkled with 18 public golf courses and populated by those who love to live and visit the area.
With a chance to win over $1,000 in prize money, all entrants to our 9th Annual South County Tourism Council Photo Contest are encouraged to submit enticing images reflecting the beauty of our people and places within the environs of Charlestown, Coventry, East Greenwich, Exeter, Hopkinton, Narragansett, North Kingstown, Richmond, South Kingstown, Westerly and West Greenwich.
Entries are being accepted through August 12. For entry form and contest rules visit southcountyri.com or email us at email@example.com
Thursday, June 10, 2010
This is great news for all of our guests that want to get out pedaling but don't want to drag a bike on their vacation. It also gives you new options when your companion tells you to, "go fly a kite." So be friendly, go meet the new neighbors and tell them we said, "Hi, welcome to the Pier."
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
To try to blast the Weekend back to work we have a special offer for June 3, 4, 5, and 6, 2010. Stay one night and get the second night half price. You don't even have to stay the second night. Spend the day having fun, come back to shower and nap before heading home in the evening so you are fresh for work Monday morning.
Just reserve your room on-line and put the word "hang-over" in the special request box to get the discount. Simple, easy, fast.
Let's teach the Weekend respect for all of us that didn't get Memorial Day off.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Narragansett Chamber of Commerce
4TH Annual Golf Tournament
FRIDAY, JUNE 4
North Kingstown Municipal Golf Course at Quonset
(615 Callahan Road - North Kingstown)
7:30 am Registration
8:30am Shotgun Start
2pm Steak Fry
$125 per person
$500 per foursome
$30 steak fry only
ALL GOLFERS RECEIVE:
One round-trip ticket on the Martha's Vineyard Fast Ferry
Plus Two tickets for a Bay Lighthouse Cruise ($130 value)
Plus a Sports Beverage Cooler & Travel Mug
For Sponsorship Opportunities, click here
To Participate, click here - For More Info, click here
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Rhode Islanders are sick and tired of the floods and rain and dreary weather of the last few days. Mother Nature relented and today was a gloriously sunny day in the mid-60's. Innkeeper David went to the beach to stretch his legs and play with our new video recorder.
The weekend is going to be just as beautiful. If you can't be here, we hope you have fun where ever you are.
If you plan to visit from north of Providence, get off of 95 at the 295 South exit. This will take you around all of the problem areas and put you back on 95 South just before the exit for Rte. 4. Then just follow the rest of our directions and you will be here in no time at all.
Friday, March 26, 2010
They toweled off and then went back out into the deluge for dinner. As I was preparing to turn in at 11:30, the lights suddenly went out. After shutting down the fire alarm system, which emits a piercing warning tone when power is interrupted, I set my watch alarm for 7 a.m. Breakfast wasn't until 9:30 and that gave me time to deal with storm damage. With Seely out of town, I had my work cut out for me.
I awoke to a still blacked out household, with 4 inches of water in the basement because sump pumps run on electricity. Porch furniture was on the lawn and trash can lids were two houses up the street. Still, I was better off than my neighbors, who had a tree limb crush a parked car belonging to their tenants. I straightened up as best I could, then turned my thoughts to making breakfast without a coffee maker, oven, toaster, broiler or lights.
The baked apples with oven-browned orange french toast and grilled bacon were no longer possible. At least I could manually light the burners on the gas range, so I improvised a grapefruit, pan-fried bacon and griddle-cooked french toast menu and set to work in a hoodie. Because the thermostats that tell the furnace when to heat up the rooms are electric, temps inside were dipping fast.
I was startled to get a knock on the kitchen door at 8:45 with breakfast only half cooked. I had been so totally focused on the power failure I had forgotten that the clocks changed to daylight saving time the night before. It was actually 9:45 and I was late providing sustenance. After apologizing, I got the couple started on the grapefruit, threw the toast on the griddle and pondered the beverage problem.
I had a kettle boiling for tea, but coffee was a greater challenge. I decided to try pouring boiling water through the grounds in the filter to see if I could make something strong enough to pass for drinkable. It was awful, but I got kind words for trying. Managed to get breakfast on the table by 10 and kept my fingers crossed that I wouldn't have to refund the cost of the second night's stay.
In a similar situation -- awful weather, no guarantee of lights, heat, or other creature comforts, an innkeeper struggling with his basic duties -- most guests would have packed it in, demanded a refund and I couldn't have blamed them. But Brad and Amy turned out to be two of those exceptional people I mentioned earlier.
After breakfast they pulled out the laptop and discussed what might be open on Sunday and how they could check who had power before leaving. Thank heaven for laptops and cell phones that can be charged with car batteries. They spent the day in Newport touring mansions with generators and ran up to Providence for dinner.
By the time they returned, power had been restored and the inn was back operating as close to normally as possible. I truly appreciated their spirit and patience. I hope they will come back to see us again when they can discover all that our area has to offer -- including sunny weather and beautiful beaches.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Unfortunately Bob Morris is out of gas and Nova scores the first six to take control. With less than two minutes to go the Richmond fans returns with two hot dogs. I see him coming and am in the aisle before he gets to my seat.
"I see you learned some manners," he smirks.
"No real fans goes for a dog with a team inbounding under it's own basket with .9 seconds left to win the game."
"I don't give a crap about either of these teams."
"Exactly my point."
Whereupon a guy behind us shouts "Sit down you morons!" Richmond fan's friend grabbed his elbow and dragged him back to his seat averting further ugliness. The Bobs fought back and got the ball with 9 second to play, down three, but a desperation trifecta clanked off the back rim. Three games to go.
Clutching my NCAA bag, I decided to move a few rows back to avoid further confrontation with angry Spider-fan. But I must admit I took a perverse joy in watching his team get eviscerated by a well-coached group of Gaels. I'm a shallow, shallow man. In the first half St. Mary's center Omar Samhan put on a low-post clinic: He scored turning to the baseline, fading away, bulling into the paint, off the Kevin McHale up and under move. When they double-teamed him, he found cutters and spot-up shooters for open looks. He had 17 points in 13 minutes before picking up his third foul and sitting out the half.
He added 10 more before getting No. 4 midway throught the second stanza with the Gaels up eight. But then St. Mary's really impressed me. With the big man sitting, they completely changed their game to an open post, motion offense with back picks for baseline shooters. They nailed three after three and had the lead up to 18 before my nemesis slunk out with his tail between his legs. Omar the hoopmaker finished with 29 points and 12 boards in 28 minutes of work. Anybody who plays the Gaels is going to have to earn a W.
Because of the OT game we had a little over an hour before the evening session. Nipped over to Murphy's Irish Pub (a dive two blocks from the Journal). I was still belching hot dog so I went light with a turkey club and passed on the fries. By now I was tired of lugging the bag, so I pulled the Bob Morris T-shirt over my rugby. My seats for Session II were on the opposite side of the court, seven rows up in the second tier across from the top of the key.
I decide five minutes into the game that there's no way these small, skinny Ohio kids could hang for 40 minutes with the beefy future pros from Georgetown. I was not moved when they built a 12-point lead late in the first half. I'd been burned in my 2.5 hour relationship with Robert Morris and I wasn't ready to commit again. I did notice, however, that Ohio did have the one thing that marks a classic tournament sleeper: spectacular guard play. Their backcourt was beating the Hoyas off the dribble at will.
We were seated right above the Ohio rooting section, which meant I got a good look at the best pep squad of this regional by far. Tennessee's cheerleaders were hotter, but the Ohio girls were cute, perky and terrific at what they do. The dance routines were simple, but flawless. Everybody on beat, no wobbly knees on the pyramids, and they cheered every second except when free throws were being shot. I'll be hearing O-H-I-O in my sleep for weeks. Even the band was outstanding. By the middle of the second half I wanted to wrap them up and take them back to the inn. Wouldn't chores be more fun with a spirit squad: "Trim that hedge . . . Fold those towels . . . Flip that pancake!"
Back at the game Georgetown made a brief run to close to within eight, but back-to-back threes from Ohio's dynamic duo opened it up. Could the Bobcats do what Bob Morris couldn't? Slay the Big East behemoth? You betcha Mrs. Palin. The Bobcat backcourt (DJ Cooper and Armond Bassett) combined for 55 points on 18-29 from the field, 10-18 from three-point land. The Final was 97-83. With Notre Dame and Marquette also losing it was tough day in the Big Least.
By the time the final game started I'd had six people congratulate on how well my team (based on the T-shirt) played and how badly were were screwed by the refs. I decided to be gracious in defeat to shed the best light possible on this school I'd barely heard of until they made the tournament last year. I had a big, hot soft pretzel between games and the salt scorched my raw throat, so it was back to the lozenges before Tennessee tipped off with San Diego State. The building was close to a sellout by now, though many folks would drift away in the second half.
The game was ragged and sloppy, which is pretty much the way the Vols play. Pump up the pace and don't worry about the turnovers and airballs. They seem to take shots based on degree of difficulty. Why go straight up and release at the apex if you can double pump, contort your body and release off your left ear. But Tennessee offered one great moment moment of low comedy. Bruce Pearl coaches the Vols and his son is on the team. He plays about four minutes a half and was by far the worst player I saw on the floor yesterday. His teammates won't pass him the ball and he loves to make the false hustle play. By the middle of the second half two guys in front of me were nudging each other when he walked to the scorer's table. "Heee's baaaack."
At halftime, I check my bracket. Not too bad considering all the upsets. I had Old Dominion over ND and Murray over Vandy, and eveybody missed GTown, so no need to crumple yet. I was pissed that Marquette blew a 16-point lead. Back in my seat I had to keep checking the scoreboard. It seemed like the Vols should be up at least 10, but SDS was only down three. Too many whistles. But Tennessee's J. P. Prince won the playing possum award after he collapsed, rolled over and feigned death after being barely bumped by an Aztec. SDS kept hanging around but couldn't get over the hump. Vols 62-59.
As I hobbled across town to the car at 12:35, I reflected on the day. I had seen the biggest upset (Ohio over Georgetown), a near miss in OT (Bob Morris), dozens of alluring cheerleaders, a low post clinic, great fans (Ohio and Bob Morris), an insufferable jerk (Spider-fan), two games that went to the final possession (Villanova and Tennessee), great guard play (Ohio) and nepotism at its funniest (Steven Pearl). Not bad for $150.
Your Hoops reporter
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Seely comes from a long line of chocoholics and David, who is pretty good at remembering birthdays and anniversaries, had a curious mental block when it came to Feb. 14th. He frequently needed to make amends (usually a couple of days late) which required more expansive action than a timely gesture would have.
The convergence of these two personal weaknesses led to a brainstorm a few years back to offer an event that would satisfy the strongest craving for chocolate and schedule it on the weekend of (or immediately following) Valentine's Day. Two nights in a cozy B&B with treats and desserts of all kinds seemed the perfect antidote to winter blues or forgetful lovers. That brainstorm became Chocolate Morning Noon and Night Weekend.
In the afternoon (4 p.m. to 6 p.m.), we serve finger foods such as brownies, chocolate chip cookies, cream puffs, cannoli and various chocolate dipped fruits.
After the dinner hour (8 p.m. to 10 p.m.) we bring out the heavy-duty desserts, chocolate chip cheesecake, Black Forest Cake, Snickers Pie.
Everything we offer is cooked or prepared by us on site. Seely can't bear to even look at the oven for at least a week after the event.
And when the guests have gone, we invite our student boarders and a few neighbors in for an after-party to work on those leftovers. Anything to remove the temptation to do too much grazing ourselves.
If you have procrastinated there are a few rooms still available for this year. And it isn't too soon to plan for next year....
posted by Innkeeper David
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Every year I drag out our business records and prepare documents for our CPA to figure out. (She's a saint.)Then I have to save all of those documents for eternity. Well, seven years at least. We have several file cabinets chok-a-bok full of records. Each year one year's worth gets pulled out and a new year gets stored.
Y'all know you can't just toss stuff in a drawer though and expect to be able to find something the CPA wants when she calls next year. That means you have to store each year's valuables in something. Obviously every retailer in town has boxes and files galore to sell you but I am just too cheap to spend that kind of money on something that is going to sleep in a file drawer before going into the fireplace seven years from now.
My solution is to go to a Dollar Store and purchase appropriately sized gift bags with handles. One year I found wedding bags. One year it was party stripes. This year I've gone with florals. Usually I can get everything in two bags so I always buy three that match. (Better to have an extra for a gift than a mismatch in the drawer.) The matching bags help me find my files by year even if both bags don't fit in one drawer.
And that's what Works for me on Wednesdays.
Monday, February 1, 2010
The first milestone was Seely's entry into the academic world as a last minute Adjunct Professor at Johnson and Wales University. She was asked to teach the Small Properties Management class during the Winter Trimester. The course covers issues related to running lodging establishments between 3 and 40 rooms with emphasis on the 10-20 room inn. The class was larger than expected (36 students) and has been quite challenging at times. The class meets on Monday and Wednesday afternoons but much time is devoted to correction assignments and preparing lesson plans.
The second milestone was our decision to do some kitchen remodeling after our old stove died. This project has been put off repeatedly over the years yet materials had been collecting for it. The gutting for the flooring went quickly but the delay over the stove went on for (seemingly) forever.
We worked out a routine: Seely would go to class and Dave would destroy part of the kitchen. Seely would come home from class, compliment Dave on his work, and rebuild part of the kitchen. It was quite the system. At this point 14 of the 16 cabinets are installed, the flooring still looks wonderful, the commercial fridge and freezer are in place, and all the other appliances have homes. The only big job left is installing the new laminate on the new counter but at least it is on order. Not a stylish space but functional and we like it.
The class? Well, they still have to turn in their group projects although most of their rough drafts show promise. There is one more paper to write. Then there is the final exam which they probably dread as much as I dread making it up. There's only a few weeks left in the trimester and a lot for all of us to learn.
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Now weddings are pretty common in Narragansett. After all, it is a beautiful town with wonderful places to hold ceremonies, receptions, and have fun in between the official events. Certainly we have hosted many wedding groups over the years and enjoyed the variations on wedding themes. What is completely uncommon is hosting a wedding of any size here at Blueberry Cove Inn.
For years hopeful brides have contacted us about small weddings but for many reasons we refused to consider the possibilities. Suddenly last month Dave agreed to this small event without hesitation and without consulting me. I had no objections mind you, but everyone that knows Dave thought that he had lost his mind.
Would we do it again? Very possibly. If you catch Dave in the right mood. Or call back and ask for me.