Signs, Signs

I was in Winchester today. On the way out I passed the Howard Johnson’s just east of Kemptville. The name of their restaurant is “Vinegrette” and they bill themselves as “Fine Dining and Sports Bar”. A little odd perhaps, but I guess you can bill yourself any way you want if you’re the only restaurant within 50 miles.

This reminds me of a sign I saw south of town a couple of years ago. It read, “Rabbits for Sale. Pets/Meat” Now there’s value for your marketing dollar. One sign reaching out to two vastly different markets.

Hannah is in a fussy week. Last week was really good. This week she is really fussy and is sleeping poorly. She may be teething.