Tucson – coyote, sabino/bear canyon (seven falls hike), Boca tacos, beyond bread (of course)

No sign of the bobcat that lives outside our casita, along the stucco wall that wraps around the pool but the casita’s two large picture windows make us feel like we’re almost part of the desert. (or Tucson’s famous Desert Museum.)

Hello coyote (left of cactus paddles)

This morning a coyote appeared in the cactuses (barrels, paddles, small saguaros, purple cholla), palo verde trees, and thorny brush outside the west-facing window behind our bed. And as we ate breakfast next to a large north-facing window, a hummingbird ate its breakfast from a feeder, a few feet from us. Little yellow- bellied birds (warblers?) are aflutter around other feeders and grounded quail come bumbling down the desert path, reminding dirck of a comedy duo.

More hummingbirds

The weather started to turn yesterday while we were hiking in Sabina Canyon on the seven falls trail in Bear canyon, But it began nearly perfect, in the high 60s, clear blue sky behind the jagged mountains, sun and shade on the trail which was mostly flat and low in the canyon bed. There’s no water in the “seven falls” we were headed towards. We took the bear canyon shuttle because the sabino canyon shuttle was sold out for several hours. (The downside of being here during spring break. kartchner cavern tours are also sold out) but the hike was a pleasant surprise. We went about 4 miles round trip, stopping midway to share a sandwich from Beyond Bread, sitting on a flat rock outcropping that gave us some shade. Took about 3 hours (although other hikers went much faster.)

Hello hummingbird

As we were heading back, the wind started to pick up and giant white clouds moved across the mountain tops, followed by ominous dark clouds.

Fortunately, we were back at the casita when the rain started in the early evening. (No viewing of a rare “blood” red moon, alas.) Dinner was more inventive tacos, this time at Boca, a funky-hip restaurant on 4th avenue run by a chef who competed on the TV show Top Chef.

The weather has dipped into the 40s but no rain and it will be 87 in two days, so maybe we can finally swim in the now-chilly pool outside our casita. The temps have been all over the place, with highs in 70s to 50s so far).

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Tucson – Ventana Canyon Hike, Tucson Bike Tours, Seis Kitchen

We went full bore tourist today. No apologies. Our Airbnb host suggested a fantastic hike nearby the didn’t involve paying a fee. So we drove a little north and east to the Ventana Canyon Trailhead and hiked for an hour on a fairly easy trail through the desert and into the mountains. Perfect. It had stormed the night before so the sky over the mountains was particularly dramatic as the dark clouds moved east and patches of blue soon became full on blue sky, with sunshine.

Downtown we went on a two hour bike ride through historic neighborhoods of Tucson with Lorraine, a knowledgeable and low-key guide with Tucson Bike Tours. (Itinerary recap below)

Shooting memorial

We rode about nine miles in and out of various historic neighborhoods – the barrio Viejo, the presidio, courthouse and La placita, armory park, the downtown area around the Hotel Congress, mission district and loop river trail, the fourth avenue area, a former black neighborhood called Dunbar spring and west university. I’d been to a few places but didn’t really know how close they were to each other. Also saw some new places – the house where linda rondstadt grew up, a row house Diane Keaton bought and resold for a gob of money (she didn’t live in Tucson, our guide thought).

Bike tour beauties

We also visited many places we’d never been, hidden parks (one dedicated to sinners), the first synagogue in Tucson (now a holocaust memorial and museum), the presidio court house (where Dillinger and Johnny depp had court dates), a moving memorial to Jan. 8, 2011 when Rep. Gabby Giffords and several other people were injured or killed in a mass shooting. Lorraine also was big on pointing out interesting murals, restaurants, sculpture, landmarks, cool signs.

Casita with a view
Ventana Canyon trail

We ended up having a late lunch at Seis Kitchen, which served excellent inventive tacos and prickly pear lemonade.

Seis Kitchen tacos and guacamole

You order at a takeout window and then they send you to a table with your anointed number (a good system so you don’t have to search for a table) in the pretty open courtyard surrounded by small shops (a good men’s shop called Laughlin) and another well known restaurant St. Augustin Kitchen.

Old synagogue

Miscellaneous: On 4th Avenue, we went to a very cute store with local crafts called Popcycle and appreciated the free bathroom at the food coop which had good looking sandwiches, among other attractive offerings.

Cool mural near Hotel Congress

DOWNTOWN

  1. Coronado Hotel – Beautiful 1928 hotel designed by Roy Place.
  2. 4th Avenue – Funky shopping and entertainment street with a streetcar line.
  3. Hotel Congress – Classic 1919 hotel. Biker-artist Larry Boyce painted the art-deco lobby. Hotel is famous for a fire in 1934 that led to John Dillinger’s arrest.
  4. Rialto Theatre – Just across from Hotel Congress. Most elegant theater west of the Mississippi when built in 1919. Nice murals in this area, both rotating and permanent.
  5. Southern Pacific Station – Train arrived in 1880 to much fanfare, including a telegram to the Pope. Tucson changed from a village to a city. Cut travel time to San Francisco from 10 days to 2. Also site of Wyatt Earp shooting Frank Stillwell. Engine 1673 hauled a million miles of freight and appeared in the 1954 movie Oklahoma.
  6. Borderlands Brewery – One of many craft brewers in Tucson. They specialize in adding local ingredients, like prickly pear. First brewery was built by Alexander Levin in 1864. A surreal mural in the back wall.
  7. Transfer Building – Rock Martinez’ “Agave Lady” is really big and really beautiful. The spot also offers a nice view of the giant cycling cowboy mural, by Joe Pagac.

THE PRESIDIO

  1. El Charro – Oldest continuously family-owned Mexican restaurant in the USA. Popularized the chimichanga.
  2. Sonoran Row Houses – Beautiful homes from the 1860’s and 70’s.
  3. Main Ave – Used to be Calle Real, or Royal Road, part of a Spanish road system starting in Mexico City.
  4. Owl’s Club – Turn of the century bachelor pad designed by Henry Trost. Now home to a conservation organization that got its start protecting owl habitat.
  5. Steinfeld Mansion – Wealthy retailer’s home designed by Henry Trost.
  6. Sam Hughes House – Kicked off a stagecoach in 1858 to die of TB in Tucson. Recovered and became one of Tucson’s most important civic, business, and educational leaders.
  7. Tucson Museum of Art – Nice campus with an impressive collection of Western American, Latin American, and Pre-Columbian art.
  8. Casa Cordova – The oldest house downtown, from 1848.
  9. Old Town Artisans – Old 1860’s building, now home to an interesting artists’ market and a beautiful courtyard offering food and drinks.
  10. El Presidio de San Agustin – Spanish fort founded in 1775 by Hugo O’Conner. Mostly gone now, but the original foundation remains in places along with reconstructed walls. Also home to an ancient Hohokam pit house.

COURTHOUSE & LA PLACITA

  1. Pima County Courthouse – Designed by Roy Place. Beautful mission revival style. There was some controversy about the color and design at the time, but now much admired.
  2. Veinte de Agosto Park – Site of original cathedral. Site of a federal homeless rights lawsuit and a statue or Poncho Villa, a controversial present from Mexico.
  3. Fox Theatre – Neat old theater. Saw success during the Great Depression. First building in Tucson with air conditioning, which was critical to post WW-II growth.
  4. La Placita – 40 year old mixed use urban renewal project. Home of the Tucson convention center. Wiped out a good chunk of the Old Barrio.

ARMORY PARK

  1. Cathedral San Agustin – 2nd site. Built in 1896. Has some nice southwest features, such as horned-toad lizards and saguaro cactus.
  2. Old Pueblo Club – Former gentlemen’s club that hosted John Wayne, Buffalo Bill, and Charles Lindbergh. Made from California brick. Currently veteran housing.
  3. Griffin – 12’ tall half lion half eagle made from steel.
  4. Scottish Rights Cathedral – Mason’s hall built in 1915.
  5. Carnegie Library – Built in 1901, now the Children’s Museum.
  6. Blenman House – Tucson’s first Victorian home from 1878. The only known adobe Victorian. Now a B&B.
  7. Temple of Music & Art – Spanish Colonial Revival building from 1926. Home of Arizona Theatre Company.

BARRIO VIEJO

  1. Convent & Meyer Aves – Colorful adobe homes line these two narrow streets. Many of the homes have been restored recently, including one by actress Diane Keaton.
  2. Teatro Carmen – Built in 1915. Was a Spanish language cultural institution.
  3. El Tiradito – A little shrine that saved Barrio Viejo from being destroyed by freeway construction. In memory of a ranch hand who was killed due to romantic involvement with his mother in law! Still a functioning shrine where many people write messages and burn candles to ask for a wish.
  4. La Pillita & Elysian Grove Market – The area used to be Carrillo Gardens and Elysian Grove, a nice area in the late 1800’s for a picnic and even a boat ride. Leopoldo Carrillo was Tucson’s wealthiest man. Owed over 100 properties, appointed himself water commissioner, and went by the job title “Capitalist.”
  5. San Cosme Chapel – From 1929 with nice art. Cosme is Greek for “harmony” and was the name of the first European mission established in Tucson along the Santa Cruz river in 1692.

MISSION DISTRICT & THE LOOP RIVER TRAIL

  1. Santa Cruz River – The reason Tucson exists. For thousands of years this stretch always had flowing water. Due to groundwater pumping, now dry.
  2. “A” Mountain – Made of basalt rock, it is the reason why the Santa Cruz river water was pushed to the surface here. The name Tucson is comes from the Pima Indian word “chuk-shon”, which means “at the foot of dark mountain.” Also called Sentinel Peak. Sentinels were indeed stationed at the top to watch for attacks. The “A” was placed on top with stones by University of Arizona students in 1914 after a football victory.
  3. Mission Gardens – Recreation of historic 1770’s garden and mission. The area has native artifacts going back to 2000 BC. Was turned into a landfill but it is in the process of being redeveloped.
  4. Mercado San Agustin & MSA Annex – Nice market offering traditional Sonoran cuisine.
  5. Phina’s Tree – Tallest tree in Tucson. Planted by a girl in 1910.
  6. Gardens of Gethesemane – Religious park built by Felix Lucero, a homeless WW-I veteran living under the Congress St bridge.
  7. The Loop – a 130 mile paved path system around Tucson.

DUNBAR SPRING & WEST UNIVERSITY

  1. The Bike Church – Cool art gazebo made from old bike parts.
  2. Jim’s Market – Pretty little former market in what was Tucson’s prominent African-American neighborhood.
  3. Mural at Merle’s – Sprawling mural by Sue Johnson, who helped create the All Souls Procession. Water harvesting projects in this area too.
  4. Ronstadt Residence – Old victorian home of Linda’s grandfather, Fredrick. He made wagons, she sang hits (21 in the top 40).

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Return to Tucson – east side Airbnb casita, Amelia’s kitchen, summit hut hiking poles rental, Frost

So great to be back in Tucson after seven years or so. Of course this place always brings back memories of my parents who spent many winters here and loved it. This time we are on the northeast side of town in the Catalina foothills, which is the other side of the mountain from Oro Valley in the west, where my parents place was.

Our casita at night

We are off river road near Sabino canyon. We have a sweet little casita Airbnb in the back of a sprawling house. There’s a pool out our front door and our window has a lovely view of desert landscape with mountains in the distance and lots of birds at various feeders, including hummingbirds and little yellow warblers (we think).

We had an easy flight from Chicago to Phoenix that arrived a half hour early and the wait at the thrifty rental car wasn’t bad. (Budget had a huge crowd.) Pro tip: pre-register 24 hours in advance and you can go right to your rental car and skip the line.

Hiking poles rental!!
Quesabirria at Amelia’s kitchen

On our drive in we stopped at Frost, for old times sake, and had some gelato. Then onto the Airbnb. We went to a nearby Whole Foods to get some basics. Then a stroke of luck. We found Summit Hut, a very nice local outdoor gear shop on Speedway that happened to rent hiking poles for a very reasonable $5 for 1-3 days then $2 every subsequent day. perfect! I ended up not bringing my collapsible pole because I’d have to check my luggage, at $40 per flight. No way. It’s not allowed on carryon because in theory it could be used as a weapon. The salesman at Summit Hut, we soon learned, once lived a block away from where we live in Chicago…and he and Dirck both grew up in Dodge City, Kansas. 😳

Tonight we had excellent Mexican food a 10 minute drive away at Amelia’s kitchen, a small place in a strip mall with a small patio and small dining rooms with exposed brick walls and a giant mural. And as it happens it’s a James Beard semi-finalist this year. We had the signature dish, quesabirria which was new to me and delicious. It’s sort of a quesadilla version of a French dip sandwich – a crispy quesadilla filled with stringy, deliciously flavorful shredded beef, (not goat, as is often the case elsewhere) served au jus (with a little dish of beef juice) to dip it in. so good. Their salsa is award- winning too, as the engraving on the wood serving board informed us. The flan was too rich for me but delicious.

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Zingerman’s, of course@Ann Arbor, emagine movie theater@Royal Oak, whistle stop and Phoenicia @Birmingham – suburban Detroit

Zingerman’s Deli

We made such good time on our drive from Chicago to Detroit – and the weather was suddenly sunny and a balmy 57 degrees- that we had time to stop en route for lunch at zingerman’s in Ann Arbor. I wisely called ahead to order our sandwich (lean corned beef, coleslaw, emmenthaler cheese, Russian dressing on hardy bread) so it was waiting when we arrived. Otherwise the wait time was one hour for a sandwich. I also got some outstanding chopped liver (from Amish chickens, supposedly.)

We had fun looking at all the cheeses, including Lively Run, a Finger Lakes fav (NY) and cured meats and Michigan products including American spoon (red haven peach preserves) and Cherry Republic.

We explored a farmers market across the street and Catching Fireflies, a fun shop with Michigan gifts. We were apparently in the Kerrytown Shopping area, with historic 19th- century buildings from lumber and agriculture purveyors in this town best known for the University of Michigan.

Whistlestop

On a dreary rainy Sunday we went to the Emagine (yes, E not I) theater to see the new Bob Dylan bio pic, which was excellent. This was our second movie theater outing since 2020 (pre-pandemic). We sat in snazzy fake leather recliners, reserved in advance, row D not too close to the giant screen. The sound was loud but fortunately the movie was full of music not noisy battles from some blockbuster action movie.

We had a pleasant late lunch/brunch (good eggs, sausage, blt) at The Whistlestop cafe in Birmingham and dinner (upscale Mediterranean/middle eastern) earlier at Phoenicia in Birmingham.

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Alvin Ailey at the Whitney, high line, Mercado Little Spain @ Hudson Yards – NYC

Music by Laura Nyro, my favorite singer when I was a teenager, was blaring in the Alvin Ailey exhibit at The Whitney Museum when we entered, surely a good sign. I never connected the two although apparently there was a connection. What it was I never did learn. The exhibit was a bit obtuse that way, with lots of interesting, often provocative, artwork juxtaposed beneath a huge wrap-around wall screen airing films of Ailey dancers, accompanied by various musical scores. I tried to join a tour that might have tied things together but my audio didn’t work so I opted to wander and just soak it all in. I left with more questions than answers but maybe that’s okay? The landscape show on the floor above deserved more than our brief visit but it was time to move onto the High Line for a brisk walk in chilly but bright and sunny weather.

The day’s dining highlight was the fantastic. Spanish food at Mercado, Little Spain, a food hall below Hudson yards created by renowned chef (and humanitarian/anti-hunger crusader) Jose Andreas. Although there are three sit down restaurants, we opted for the food court/hall route, planting ourselves at a table in the center then taking turns going to various counters to pick up a plate or two to share between three of us.

It was Myra Monday, with a visit from my longtime pal, so the food court at 3 p.m. was also a place to sit comfortably for several hours, catching up. A NYTimes story on the 20 best things to eat was very helpful as was a list of the 100 best restaurants in NYC in 2024 which included the food hall!

Paella and tortilla de patatas

Highlights: paella with savory brown rice, chicken, grilled artichokes, peppers; a tortilla de patatas, a fluffy egg omelette filled with creamy potatoes, a long narrow baguette with salty dried ham, an empanada de cerdo that was a thin piece of savory pie filled with stewed pork; an orange tangy gazpacho (akin to one of several versions I make), perfect sangria ( not too sweet or alcoholic), light churros sprinkled with sugar and served with a small cup of hot bittersweet chocolate to dunk them in.

There were several more items on my list but we were full, and lost track of what we spent (each item, was $9-12) so it was time to stop. Must return to try: tarta de queso (Spanish cheesecake), pina borrach (“drunken pineapple”), gamba Al estilo de El Bulli (shrimp from the famous chef-driven restaurant) chistorra con patatas frites (potato and sausage bites), pomelo en texturas (grapefruit dessert), lacon con patatas ( potatoes and ham) pan de Cristal con tomate (bread rubbed with tomatoes), and cardinal (meringue plus sponge cake).

Myra, High Line

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Old John’s Diner, jitney ride – NYC

Central Park West view

I don’t know how I’ve missed going to Old John’s Diner, since it’s been in my relatives’ upper west side neighborhood since 1951. I don’t even remember having walked on the block of 67th street that it’s on (between Amsterdam and Broadway).

But tonight, we got there, with our niece Erika, nephew Jonathan and his girlfriend Calista and it was really fun. I was worried it might be dead on a Sunday night, and more of a breakfast or lunch place but it was busy enough.

And the food was very good diner food, not fancy restaurant. We also had excellent service and a nice big table where we were welcome to linger. My aunt, who has hearing issues, would like it because she would be able to hear the conversation. We enjoyed hearty chicken soup, matzoh ball soup, a tuna melt (alas the tuna had relish in it, which I dislike but Jonathan was fine with), crispy chicken sandwich, Greek salad, fries – all good and some inventive (the Greek salad had romaine lettuce and fried chickpeas) and excellent fries. The desserts were great too especially the lemon meringue pie and ny cheese cake. The carrot cake was tasty but a little dry, according to our table’s expert, dirck. We’ll be back!

In the 70s, near Central Park West, my brother also recommends Yasaka for sushi, on 72nd, and Solid State coffee on 71st between Columbus and Amsterdam.

We took the Jitney (private bus) back from the Hamptons (Water Mill) family thanksgiving on Sunday at 1:35 pm. The bus was comfortable and well-run but packed, and a long haul. It made several stops including near LaGuardia airport, and with holiday traffic took over 3 hours (an hour more than usual/advertised). Next time, we’ll leave Saturday night or Sunday morning to try to beat the traffic.

Thanksgiving gang

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One last (cold and rainy) day in London -National Portrait Gallery, Covent garden (Petersham cafe, seven dials , Neal’s yard), Spitalfields (bishopsgate institute/great diary project, market coffee house), Primrose Hill (Lemonia)

The weather finally turned on us, getting rainy and cold (30s) but that didn’t stop us from one final day in central London, seeing two old friends (Una and Patti) and visiting old stomping grounds (Covent Garden and surrounds).

The National Portrait Gallery is a favorite and recently remodeled, we’re told. And free! I went to the contemporary portraits (Judy Dench, Maggie Smith, Dua Lipa, the most recent queen Elizabeth…) while dirck headed to the old folks (Shakespeare and Cromwell, Queen Elizabeth #1, Queen Victoria). Then we briefly visited the excellent gift shop. In Covent Garden we happened past a cafe run by Petersham Nursery, which we’ve visited in Richmond so we shared a very salty prosciutto and mozzarella sandwich. Covent Garden has more American chains (shakeshack) and luxury brands but still some interesting stuff including the seven dials market and old favorites (Neal’s Yard cheese, Monmouth coffee.) and I still love the tight little lanes lined with shops, even if they’re too expensive.

In the once decrepit now hip spitalfields neighborhood in the city financial district, I spent most of my time at the Bishopsgate Institute, a quirky old place that is home to the Great Diary Project, although you’d never know it. The signage for the archive highlights the UK’s largest LGBTQIA+ (IA+ ??) collection.

I read some old diaries in a cramped reading room with a handful of other researchers. Una later joined me and found an amazing WW2 diary a woman wrote complete with hand drawn maps of Europe. I was obsessed with the 1980s “Dairy Diaries” which were offered as promotions by the now defunct Milk Marketing board. The entries were dull (rundowns of the often “dull” weather, comings and goings) but the pre-printed material especially the recipes for various cheesy dishes (Kipper soufflé, chicken chaudfroid) were fun to read and a telling look at the diet of that day (or aspirational diet). Dirck wandered around the shops and met as at the pleasant old worldy Market Coffee House for drinks.

With Una
Bishopsgate

Next stop, dinner with Patti in Primrose Hill at Lemonia, a long-standing Greek restaurant, surrounded by a few blocks of attractive shops. (I bought a furry head band at a shelter housing second-hand charity shop and a baguette at a bagel store.)

Covent garden

Now we’re waiting on a British Airways plane to take off – we’re delayed as we wait for luggage to be loaded but the flight is not packed. Dirck and I have row of four seats to ourselves, although we can’t get the antiquated entertainment system to work.

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D-Day sites in Normandy: 360 museum and D-day disembarkment museum (Arromanches), Omaha Beach museum and cemetery; Bayeax Tapestry, L’Insolite @Bayeax, Mary Celeste Pub (Arromanches) and Mollard in Paris

Hard to believe such a momentous event occurred near the deserted beach by our hotel on June 6,1944 but we learned more about it at the powerful D-day disembarkment museum next door, with a compelling audio guide accompanying displays of maps, artifacts, soldiers accounts and models of the remarkable artificial harbor created to allow the British troops to unload their tanks, jeeps and equipment.

D-day disembarkment museum

The Normandy American cemetery and Memorial at Omaha Beach in colleville-sur-Mer, a short drive west through rolling green countryside along narrow roads lined with tan stone walls and hedges, past small lovely villages with old stone buildings, that recalled war movie sets.

Omaha beach

But the reality of war was on full display at the museum, with a short film and displays about soldiers who lost their lives.

The sight of so many white marble crosses and occasional Jewish stars, laid out on a green lawn in impeccably straight rows above the ocean and Omaha Beach was as powerful as expected.There were other ww2 battlefields and museums but the three we visited (including the 360 film) offered a good rundown and feel for the past.

Bayeax

In nearby Bayeux, we visited the famous Bayeux Tapestry in a solemn stone building in the pretty old city center. Hand embroidered probably by women in the 11th century, it is displayed horizontally in a lit glass case that wraps around a dark room, with numbered panels detailing the conquest of England by William the Duke of Normandy. It looked like the ancient precursor of a comic strip, with graphic scenes of battle meticulously sewn with colored thread.

We had delicious galettes and pear cider near Bayeux’s gothic cathedral (lit at night for extra drama) at popular L’Insolite, a creperie on a cobblestone lane with old stone and half-timber buildings.

Arromanches

We joined locals in Arromanches (including our waiter from the hotel) at Mary Celeste pub in a cozy stone building, where the fellas drank beer and f & I drank hot chocolate. We introduced the Brits to the card game, hearts. And laughed a lot.

The rain we expected finally arrived the next day as we were leaving Normandy after one last breakfast in the hotel dining room with picture windows looking out on the waves crashing onto the shore, we drove to the Caen gare, dropped off our rental car at the Sixt office and stopped at Mollard, a classic brasserie in Paris circa 1867 for a late lunch in a gorgeous l’art nouveau dining room with wall and floor mosaics. I dared to eat dishes from my youth – steak tartare (my dad’s favorite) and crème caramel (my mom’s speciality). A little rich but delicious. (I couldn’t eat anywhere near the full tartare.)

After a stressful rush hour taxi search and ride to the second train station (we arrived at gare du saint lazare and had to get to gare du nord)‘we are now safely on board the Eurostar in what we suspect are special”senior seats” back to London, playing hearts with a pack of 32 (not the standard 52 😳) cards F bought at the station. more laughter.

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Driving along the Normandy coast to Arromanches

La Marine Hotel reminds me of the Michigan house I grew up in — white brick with a mansard roof. Except that we are surrounded here in the small village of Arromanches by the Atlantic Ocean and famous World War Two battlefields. My childhood home was 1930’s “French eclectic” architecture, popular with soldiers returning from Europe after the First World War.

Arromanches is pretty, with a tight cluster of buildings by a wide expanse of sand leading to the English Channel. We lucked out with a corner room offering spectacular window views of “port Winston” (as in Winston Churchill) the artificial arrival harbor created for the d-day landing.

Houlgate

We walked up the bluff to a 360 theater for a sobering 20 minute film about the D-Day offensive by American, English, and Canadian that began here on June 6, 1944, 80 years ago. About 100,000 people died during the Normandy campaign. That alone is sobering but there is added poignancy given this months US election, and rise of a right-wing, potentially isolationist government that doesn’t seem to value the alliance that fought back the Nazis.

Window view #1
Window view #2 (including D-Day museum)

Driving along a two-lane road along the coast, we passed some stunning mansions just east of Honfleur but the resort towns of trouville and Deauville seemed overbuilt and lacking the charm of Honfleur. (Granted, we didn’t stop to explore or find the charming old bits.) The seaside town of Houlgate was more low-key and inviting so we walked through the center ville and along the beach promenade past tall eccentric brick homes, stopping at a cheerful restaurant for hot chocolate and popping into the covered market to gawk at the prepared foods, cheeses, and foie gras selection.

Leonberger meet up n Houlgate

Houlgate

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La Cour saint Catherine, entre terre et mer, Saint Catherine church, la Maison du tripot, old port, Satie museum – Honfleur (Normandy, France)

NOTE: publishing this late (somehow it wasn’t published earlier.)

A day is about right to explore the ancient (sort of) seaside village of Honfleur. The sea is largely absent, as the coast has gotten farther away but there is a small contained harbor lined with tall narrow buildings, some half-timbered, or red brick and stone or clad in thin black slate tiles.

Our sweet b&b

La Cour Saint Catherine, a small b&b on a narrow residential street, is as charming as promised with big wooden doors that open onto a Normand courtyard with a garden surrounded by a mishmash of timbered and brick buildings. To get to our room, we must climb a small narrow spiral staircase with a rope to hold onto. F& R are one flight above.

Chocolate shopping in Honfleur

It reminds me of my friend’s staircase in her tower outside London (hi Marion!) but this is not a tower. Our room is not small and round or half-round. It’s huge, with a fireplace, large bed with many pillows, a sitting area, a day bed, old paintings, big windows. tres luxurious.

The breakfast also is very large, with cheese, charcuterie, fresh baked goods, plus the usual baguette and croissants. The town is charming and not over-touristed now, although I imagine it is in the summer.

More hotel

We walked around the old harbor and along narrow winding street lined with shops, most not-great art but I found one woman selling delicate landscapes and bought one of the cliffs. I also found a good gallery near the tourist office by the harbor called Gallerie Chaye.

St.Catherine Church reminded us of a stave church in Scandinavia – with its dark wood-shingled exterior. It is an odd charming duck with two naves, each with a ceiling that looks like an upside down wooden boat. Fitting for a community of fisherman and sailors, and reportedly built by boat builders not architects. The first nave was built in 1497. When the congregation outgrew the church, it added a second nave.

The church

We had a good fancy dinner at entre mere et terre but I was even more impressed by the better reviewed SaQuaNa. It’s a sophisticated Japanese-influenced French restaurant with a wonderful patisserie. The bouillabaisse was surprisingly light and full of complicated flavor, not heavy or too fishy, and a Japanese pancake with bacon and flakey onions was like a less eggy quiche. The lemon meringue pastry and chocolate torte were amazing.

SaQuaNon

After dinner we ended up at a nearby bar, Vintage, listening to a blues rock band playing American standards, while we drank kir Normand (with cider, yum) and other regional favorites- calvados (too strong even for the guys) and an aperil spritz with cider.

The vintage

Mid-afternoon, we stumbled into a classy ladies-who-lunch salon de the, La Maison du Tripot, on a quiet street worlds away from the tourist places along the harbor and had excellent chaude chocolate and a slice of moist apple cake.

Satie museum contraption

The Satie Museum was bizarre, as promised, an interactive ode to the famous composer Eric Satie, born in Honfleur. At one point, we sat on what looked (and felt) like a rugby ball and slowly peddled on a round track, prompting a marry go round contraption to come to life. As Francine noted, we didn’t really learn much about Satie except that he was a surreal guy. So this museum was fitting.

Tea house

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