How great is this fresh air weather we're having today?!!!!  I can't say I'm sorry to be out of that hot and humid weather we've had for the last few days.  Yesterday was like an oven in Cabot - there must have been at least 15 degrees difference between Cabot Village and the Plain.  There was a breeze on the Plain, but not a breath stirring in the Village.

For several summers past when middle son Bob and his wife, Theresa are at camp for their vacation, we pick a day to go with them for lunch "some place different."  We've had some fun experiences, and for the most part, the food is always good.  We decided to go to Cabot yesterday, fully intending to try Sarah's Country Diner at the back of the hardware store, but as we parked just past the gas pumps, a young woman was setting up a sign for Downstreet Eats, next door. 

Now, there have been several restaurants there, and we've enjoyed meals at most of them, so we made one of those impromptu decisions and went there instead of Sarah's.  It was very hot, and we knew neither place would have air conditioning - it's Vermont, who needs AC?  Inside the old building that used to house a barber shop and an insurance office back in the day, and was more recently a sort of B&B for creamery executives who needed a place to stay overnight - I think that was when Delores Muench owned the building - it was surprisingly not unreasonably warm and a big overhead fan kept us very comfortable in the front dining area.  We were the only people in the dining room, but we saw several people come in, apparently to get take-out.

Service was excellent, and the food was delicious.  Theresa and I  had generous fresh veggie salads, Fred had a salad with hummus, and Bob had one with beef.  They use local products whenever possible, and it was all very fresh and exceptionally good.  Fred got a picture of their Sunday brunch menu - we will definitely be trying that some Sunday.  Prices are reasonable, the place is spotless and we enjoyed yet another "adventure lunch" with Bob and Tee.  The only hiccup was that some kind of detector, one of those screeching smoke detectors, I'm guessing, went off in the dining room a couple times.  It was apparently mal-functioning, perhaps because of the heat, but they were able to turn it off within seconds both times it went off.  We laughed that it was a slight discomfort compared to the flies we encountered one summer at a pizza place across the road from a farm . . . !  The pizza was good, though. 

We stopped at the Cabot General Store before leaving, and I noticed some delicious looking cinnamon buns from "Sarah's Kitchen," I believe it said.  I'm wondering if that's the same Sarah who has the diner - if so, I bet she has them on the menu in the diner and that's enough for me to want to go there for breakfast - soon.  Sarah's is open for breakfast and lunch, Monday through Saturday.  She doesn't have a website, but her number is 563-2422, and she specializes in home made baked goods.

Even though we were practically in our own back yard, we had a great time.  I showed them the Center of Town Cemetery and took them on some back roads Bob hadn't been on since he was a kid and went with Gramps Bolton in the old scout.  

The rain came as predicted, late in the afternoon and lasted into the evening, although we didn't have a lot of rain (I measured .90 in.) or damaging winds like some areas.  I think the temperature dropped at least 20 degrees within an hour or so, though, and that was a relief even with the lightning and crashing thunder the cold front produced.  Today is just about perfect in my book, and tonight will be a good one for sleeping.  Mother Nature is being good to us for now.