Breakfast was a hybrid of the previous hotels: all the usual suspects were available, with the breakfast staff plating the foods, ostensibly to keep people from clustering around the hot bars. Instead, people clustered near the hot bars waiting for their breakfast to be plated.
Breakfast, as the desk clerk rather enthusiastically informed us the following morning, was “Back to Normal!” We and a number of German-speaking tech workers in town for some reason filled the breakfast room, the staff quite excited to offer fresh whipped cream to everyone preparing a “Flip Waffle.” The waffle was a first for Anna Grace; she declared it worthy of its praise.
If you had, “Birthplace of American Astronomy” and “Birthplace of American Vertebrate Paleontology” on your road trip BINGO card, congratulations!
The breakfast room was operating in hybrid mode. Prepared boxes of breakfast items could be collected to eat either in the breakfast room or wherever. While Tony and Anna Grace were out with CTF for the morning constitutional I gathered breakfast for all of us. With no trays available (I inquired); that meant several back-and-forths to bring three breakfast boxes and six beverages (coffees and juices) to our 10th floor room. #GrapesofWrath
Berea isn’t just another “bump in the road” when it comes to bagels. Food & Wine magazine recently named the local bagel shop as one of the 50 Best in America. For those keeping track, in less than 24 hours we’ve hit the World’s first hamburger fast food restaurant and, on this lightly misting morning, a “Best _____ in America” place.
Affixing the Thule atop the wagon was almost a pop-open-the-Champagne moment.
We broke out of Tennessee once Southwest Virginia partially opened.