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Marilyn MC
5 reviews on 1 places
9/28/24—-Happy first week of autumn-
Picture a great sunny day as we cruise toward Cape Cod, no traffic in sight, and the Cape Cod air filling the car with promise. We were invited to my husband’s cousin’s house for some mouth-watering brick oven pizza. But since we were in the area, my husband decided it was a perfect time to swing by and visit an old friend of his. She lived close enough, and he figured, “Why not?”
So, we made our first stop. His friend was as lively as ever and had her heart set on eating lunch with a view of the ocean. The perfect Cape Cod experience, right? Well, little did we know, it was just the beginning of what would become a comedy of errors.
We were all hungry—my husband, his friend, and me—so when she offered to drive us to the restaurant, we eagerly piled into the car. That’s when things took a turn. As soon as we arrived, she issued her first command: “Get out of the car and put our name on the list,” she told my husband, sounding every bit like a general. Dutifully, he complied while she hunted for a parking spot.
By the time she and I joined him, there he was, sitting at the table with the menus already in hand. He was efficient, ready to eat and get back on track. But no—our friend had other ideas. In true dramatic fashion, she pointed to another table and declared, “Get up, we’re not sitting here.”
Out of sheer politeness, my husband stood, though the bewildered look on his face spoke volumes. We followed her to another table as she muttered something about where she "wanted" to sit. The waitress approached, ready to take our order, but no—there was still more drama to unfold.
"Did you see the hostess?" the waitress asked.
Without missing a beat, our friend replied, "I’m a long-time customer here," as if that excused her from the restaurant’s seating process.
By then, I had given up trying to make sense of it. I grabbed a book about Cape Cod from a nearby shelf and buried my head in it. The whole scene was becoming too much to bear, and it didn’t stop there. The manager soon came over, diplomatically trying to smooth things out, but our friend wasn’t backing down. An argument followed, though my husband and I sat there like spectators at a bizarre show. It seemed like we were on the verge of being thrown out, but by some miracle, we weren’t.
After what felt like an eternity of unnecessary drama, we ended up... right back at the original table my husband had chosen. The irony wasn’t lost on us, but by this point, I’d lost my appetite. My husband, on the other hand, needed to eat because of his medication, so he ordered oysters, which he said were quite good. Our friend happily ate her panini, blissfully unaware that her antics had dampened the mood but I could sense that the word had spread among the waitstaff about the little drama that had unfolded earlier. I used ti work at a five star hotel so I know 😉
We love her dearly—don’t get me wrong—but wow, what an ordeal. As my husband politely apologized to the manager later, we agreed that next time, we’d be the ones choosing where to eat. No more surprises. No more unnecessary drama.
kudos to the restaurant staff for handling it with grace!
I want to say a big “thank you” to the restaurant team for being so courteous, even after the whole scene. Your professionalism didn’t go unnoticed, and we truly appreciated the way you kept everything running smoothly despite the hiccup!
The Lesson: When in doubt, take control of the situation before it controls you.
There’s an old saying that rings true here: “Too many cooks spoil the broth.” Sometimes, in life—and certainly at restaurants—it’s better to have a clear plan rather than letting someone else stir the pot. Had we just taken the reins from the start, we could’ve enjoyed that peaceful ocean view and lunch without the unnecessary spectacle. Next time, we’ll be ready
Picture a great sunny day as we cruise toward Cape Cod, no traffic in sight, and the Cape Cod air filling the car with promise. We were invited to my husband’s cousin’s house for some mouth-watering brick oven pizza. But since we were in the area, my husband decided it was a perfect time to swing by and visit an old friend of his. She lived close enough, and he figured, “Why not?”
So, we made our first stop. His friend was as lively as ever and had her heart set on eating lunch with a view of the ocean. The perfect Cape Cod experience, right? Well, little did we know, it was just the beginning of what would become a comedy of errors.
We were all hungry—my husband, his friend, and me—so when she offered to drive us to the restaurant, we eagerly piled into the car. That’s when things took a turn. As soon as we arrived, she issued her first command: “Get out of the car and put our name on the list,” she told my husband, sounding every bit like a general. Dutifully, he complied while she hunted for a parking spot.
By the time she and I joined him, there he was, sitting at the table with the menus already in hand. He was efficient, ready to eat and get back on track. But no—our friend had other ideas. In true dramatic fashion, she pointed to another table and declared, “Get up, we’re not sitting here.”
Out of sheer politeness, my husband stood, though the bewildered look on his face spoke volumes. We followed her to another table as she muttered something about where she "wanted" to sit. The waitress approached, ready to take our order, but no—there was still more drama to unfold.
"Did you see the hostess?" the waitress asked.
Without missing a beat, our friend replied, "I’m a long-time customer here," as if that excused her from the restaurant’s seating process.
By then, I had given up trying to make sense of it. I grabbed a book about Cape Cod from a nearby shelf and buried my head in it. The whole scene was becoming too much to bear, and it didn’t stop there. The manager soon came over, diplomatically trying to smooth things out, but our friend wasn’t backing down. An argument followed, though my husband and I sat there like spectators at a bizarre show. It seemed like we were on the verge of being thrown out, but by some miracle, we weren’t.
After what felt like an eternity of unnecessary drama, we ended up... right back at the original table my husband had chosen. The irony wasn’t lost on us, but by this point, I’d lost my appetite. My husband, on the other hand, needed to eat because of his medication, so he ordered oysters, which he said were quite good. Our friend happily ate her panini, blissfully unaware that her antics had dampened the mood but I could sense that the word had spread among the waitstaff about the little drama that had unfolded earlier. I used ti work at a five star hotel so I know 😉
We love her dearly—don’t get me wrong—but wow, what an ordeal. As my husband politely apologized to the manager later, we agreed that next time, we’d be the ones choosing where to eat. No more surprises. No more unnecessary drama.
kudos to the restaurant staff for handling it with grace!
I want to say a big “thank you” to the restaurant team for being so courteous, even after the whole scene. Your professionalism didn’t go unnoticed, and we truly appreciated the way you kept everything running smoothly despite the hiccup!
The Lesson: When in doubt, take control of the situation before it controls you.
There’s an old saying that rings true here: “Too many cooks spoil the broth.” Sometimes, in life—and certainly at restaurants—it’s better to have a clear plan rather than letting someone else stir the pot. Had we just taken the reins from the start, we could’ve enjoyed that peaceful ocean view and lunch without the unnecessary spectacle. Next time, we’ll be ready
2/17/24 — Our guest at our VRBO decided to visit this place. To my surprise, we had to cross over to Vermont. It felt like stepping into another country, but with a side of chilly weather.
The museum is conveniently located right off the highway. At first glance, it seemed empty, but as we approached the parking lot, cars started popping up like daisies. What caught my eye as I walked in was a peculiar clock outside, unlike any I've ever seen (make sure you don’t miss it!)—and good luck trying to tell the time!
Entering through the doors, I was immediately greeted by a familiar and delightful sight: the sound of children laughing, chatting, and marveling at the wonders of this place. It brought back memories of the kids I work with at the Autism Center. I couldn't help but think, "Whoa, my clients would have an absolute blast here!"
Now, onto my review. The museum boasts plenty of bathrooms, which is a relief. There's ample space for children to roam without constantly bumping into each other, and the variety of interesting activities keeps them moving from one station to the next.
My personal favorites were the exhibits featuring moose, ants, and bees. Although we didn't spend too much time here, it's definitely a paradise for kids. They'll soak up so much knowledge and curiosity in this museum.
Taking pictures was a bit tricky without capturing the kids' faces, but I think I managed to snap a few decent shots. Overall, you'll have a great time here, and the children will undoubtedly have a blast!
The museum is conveniently located right off the highway. At first glance, it seemed empty, but as we approached the parking lot, cars started popping up like daisies. What caught my eye as I walked in was a peculiar clock outside, unlike any I've ever seen (make sure you don’t miss it!)—and good luck trying to tell the time!
Entering through the doors, I was immediately greeted by a familiar and delightful sight: the sound of children laughing, chatting, and marveling at the wonders of this place. It brought back memories of the kids I work with at the Autism Center. I couldn't help but think, "Whoa, my clients would have an absolute blast here!"
Now, onto my review. The museum boasts plenty of bathrooms, which is a relief. There's ample space for children to roam without constantly bumping into each other, and the variety of interesting activities keeps them moving from one station to the next.
My personal favorites were the exhibits featuring moose, ants, and bees. Although we didn't spend too much time here, it's definitely a paradise for kids. They'll soak up so much knowledge and curiosity in this museum.
Taking pictures was a bit tricky without capturing the kids' faces, but I think I managed to snap a few decent shots. Overall, you'll have a great time here, and the children will undoubtedly have a blast!
6/19/23–Stopped by here today . Walked the whole complex . What’s new they added a play station for kids . There a truck that sell food as well : tacos , falafel , hotdogs , popcorn etc . There are three or four lemonade stands . I got a regular size for 7.95 no sugar . It really is straight from the lemon . I def found prices higher compared to pre-pandemic . There is an Armani store , Burberry no LV but that’s okay . I enjoyed my time here . Would prob go again before the end of the year
1/27/2023—was dropped off by my husband here . Spent about two hours in the mall. Went there Mainly to get in some exercise. Tried some of the organic fruit stands and coconut stand . Really great and healthy .
Tried the oxygen bar . Ended up buying a massage gun that is operated and owned by a veteran . Really cool device .
Bought a jacket at Pumas. Went into the big expensive stores la Gucci and looked at prices . Wouldn’t pay so much money just because of the name . It has to be really at a bargain .
Tried the oxygen bar . Ended up buying a massage gun that is operated and owned by a veteran . Really cool device .
Bought a jacket at Pumas. Went into the big expensive stores la Gucci and looked at prices . Wouldn’t pay so much money just because of the name . It has to be really at a bargain .
1/27/23– I was at the outlet mall and decided to try this. It was great . I was promptly greeted and the mangos are fresh . I asked the nice lady to add vinegar , salt and lemon to it . Got two . One for home . What a great healthy option . I recommend highly