Cafe patrons suspicious of my camera flash.
A Special Review By Grimm Report Chief Hospitality Correspondent, Goldilocks.
Transcribed from Goldilocks’s messy handwriting by Amy Good
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It’s November again! The time of year I start wishing on every falling star that a handsome prince (or celebrity chef!) will carry me away to a tropical paradise with white-sand beaches and cabana boys!! It doesn’t matter how many jewel-encrusted barrettes or sparkly pashminas I buy, I just can’t seem to get carried away by the spirit of the season. It’s either too cold outside or too warm in by the fire or my golden locks have gone all frizzy in the dry air or… Well, no one wants to hear me complain!
So instead of grumbling, I pulled my hair back into a sensible ponytail, dressed myself up in my fiercest frock, and made the pilgrimage out to the Plymouth Rock Café. It seemed like just the thing for these wintery blues. If I didn’t have the holiday spirit inside me already, I just knew the Plymouth Rock Café could give it to me! Continue reading
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