|Lighthouse at the entrance to the harbor at South Haven|
It has finally turned back cool. Not unseasonably cool, mind you, just cool for this season. The temperature plunged to the freezing mark, but only right at dawn, then it began to warm up. We’ll see what tonight brings. All the fruit and berry farmers and biting their nails and worrying as everything is budding out way too early (it looks like it is the end of April and not March). Hopefully, there will be apples, blueberries and cherries come summer.
Last week, as we were in the middle of several weeks of summer-like weather, we took a trip over to the West Coast (yes, Michigan has a West Coast, along with an East Coast and a North Shore, just look at a map). Destination was South Haven, a quaint port town that used to ship out a lot of lumber and produce, mostly across the lake to Chicago. Nobody ships by boat anymore out of this port, but today the harbor is filled with graceful sailboats and gas-guzzling motorboats (you can sense my preferences). Because it was still considered winter when I visited, there were only a few boats in the water, most were on land waiting for spring.
While at South Haven, we discovered a new favorite restaurant, “Clementines.” It’s inside an old building that has been tastefully decorated. This place does to perch what Frankenmuth does to chicken, having served 13 tons of the fish in the previous year. “That’s a lot of fish, so it must be good,” I thought as I ordered a platter. I washed it down with a pint of Rupperts Dark Ale (It was brewed in New York state). After lunched, we strolled around town, stopping at the Olive Cart, a store that infuses their own spices into olive oil and Balsamic vinegars. We walked away with a half dozen bottles. The salad I’m having for lunch today will be coated with a combination of oil and vinegar from our trip. Next, we wandered over to the book store. It’s a nice story, mostly used but some new books featuring local authors or topics. It was a beautiful day, sunny and warm, but the warm air over the cold lake created a fog that kept us from seeing far offshore, but I so wanted to get on a boat and sail into the unknown.