Haddam Pizza

Following my jaunt around Gillette Castle I decided it was time for lunch. My past experience with off-season dining around Haddam had not been good. So I was up for trying someplace a little different from sub sandwiches or Dunkin’ Donuts.

Right on Saybrook Road before you make the turn to the boat docks was a mostly one story building with the sign Haddam Pizza. When I made my reservation for the Riverquest Eagle and Osprey Boat trip there was an ad for Haddam Pizza on the receipt. It seemed as good a place as any to try for lunch. There were a few cars in the parking lot so I assumed it was open.

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There were 2 doors, neither clearly marked as the main entrance so I used the one that seemed to have a path of sorts to identify it. It led me into the bar area. It’s a pretty nice bar with a nice atmosphere. As I stood looking around the bartender called to me across the room. With a wave of an arm she let me know I was free to sit anywhere.

I was also looking for the lady’s room. The men’s room was right there near the bar where I came in but I didn’t see any ladies room so I turned left down a corridor which opened into another seating area and counter space. The lady’s room was off this area. The 2nd door I had seen apparently opened into this area. People came in and out here to pick up their take out orders.

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To the left off the corridor were booths and a fireplace. I slipped into the first booth and made myself comfortable. The first thing that hit me was the aroma. It was such an amazing mixture of tomato and garlic and cheese, nothing overpowering, it seemed almost to tickle my nose. I ‘ve been in many italian restaurants and pizza shops but this was a more subtle flavorful aroma. It was so nice I had to comment on it to the waitress.

As tempting as the aromas were I chose to try the fish and chips. Haddam is not far from Long Island Sound so I assumed they must get fresh fish.  I continued to look around as I waited for my meal. They weren’t really busy by any means but there was a steady flow of customers, some like me chosing to sit at a booth or table and other picking up.

When my fish arrived it was lightly breaded and fried but there were no greasy puddles on the plate nor did any grease or oil drip out when I cut into the fish. Always a good sign! The fish itself was tender and white . The presentation was attractive too with a curled orange slice and a lettuce leaf along with the lemon wedges and a dash of paperika. The french fries were crisp on the outside and soft on the inside. No complaints there.

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As for the service, the waitress was pleasant and attentive and I willingly left her a 20% tip. I would go back and although the fish was good, the aroma of that sauce has stayed with me and makes me think that next trip I’ll have to try something else. Pizza or an italian dish..not sure which, but I really want to taste that sauce!

Around the grounds of Gillette Castle

I’ve written about Gillette Castle before. https://aroundustyroads.com/2011/03/05/gillette-castle-and-state-park/

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But up until now I’ve never had time to visit the actual grounds. I’ve always viewed the castle from the river.

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I rolled into Haddam about 1pm and my River Cruise wasn’t until 4 pm so with time on my hand I followed the signs to Gillette Castle and State park.. The roads and entrance are well-marked making it easy to find.

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The drive in is quite pretty even this early in the spring. There’s a little pond with a picturesque stone bridge just before you reach the main parking lot. You can pull in here and park or continue on to the visitor center and Castle itself.

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I was still here too early in the season. Nothing was open except the grounds so you could walk around the castle, enjoy the views and follow the trails but the Welcome Center was closed as was the interior of the Castle and the snack bar.

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That’s ok with me.

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There will be plenty more to explore when I get back this way again.

Wordless Wednesday~ Boston Marathon

My plan Monday was to start at the starting line in Hopkinton. I envisioned getting pictures of the crowd as the race started. Then I intended to drive to a few other places including Heartbreak Hill to collect more photos that show how runners were doing as the race progressed.

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I intended then to drive to Braintree and take the “T” into Boston so I could arrive for pictures of runners crossing the finish line. I planned to arrive between 2:30- 3:30 because the elite runners would have come in by then and I thought I’d have a better chance of getting a place where I could have an unobstructed view.

Once all the pictures were in camera I would edit it down to the best as a Wordless Wednesday post.

But fate had a different plan. First I overslept so I never got on the road until almost 11am. At that point I seriously wondered if I wanted to put up with the  crowds. I decided to go to the zoo and spend a quiet day with the animals. What I forgot to consider was that this is school vacation week so the zoo was packed. By now it was after lunch so I went back to the original game plan and turned the car toward Braintree.

I had just got on the highway when my phone went off. There was a message from the Outsource Service that is working on my resume. I pulled off at the first exit to see what they wanted.

They were returning my original resume with a number of suggested revisions. I thought about the race and I thought about my need for the resume and the resume won. I turned around and went home and that fateful decision may have literally been a life saver.

I finished the revisions about 4pm and turned on the TV. It was a shock! I couldn’t believe what I was hearing and seeing. It was deja vu. I had the same feeling of disbelief when I watched the Twin Towers.

As I write this no one has come forward to claim responsibility for this atrocity. But to me it doesn’t matter if it’s a foreign terrorist group, a home-grown protest, or a deranged individual…it’s all terrorism. ” The dictionary defines terrorism as : the use of violence and threats to intimidate or coerce.

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In my mind terrorism is preying on the innocent to induce a state of fear. Certainly the events Monday at the marathon fit that description.

One of the best comments I’ve read was written by Bruce Schneier, an American cryptographer, computer security specialist, and writer. Mr. Schneier wrote an editorial piece on the bombing. Out of that article I chose to share this paragraph: Don’t glorify the terrorists and their actions by calling this part of a “war on terror.”  Wars involve two legitimate sides.  There’s only one legitimate side here; those on the other are criminals.  They should be found, arrested, and punished.  But we need to be vigilant not to weaken the very freedoms and liberties that make this country great, meanwhile, just because we’re scared.

In the aftermath of this tragedy there will be talk of making stricter rules and maybe laws. We will again be subjected to searches on the “T” and see bomb sniffing dogs and  swat teams everywhere. Some may welcome it as there is a false sense of safely in this show of force but we must not forget that we cannot trade away our freedoms or the terrorists win.

Mr. Rogers said “When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, ‘Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping’.”

We saw that in the frightening moments immediately following the blasts. People ran toward the explosion looking to help. Runners having just finished a grueling 26 miles continued to hospitals to give blood to help the wounded.

So stand tall. Don’t give up our rights in fear and look for the helpers. They will be there.

My thoughts, sympathies and prayers are with those who were injured or lost their lives in Monday’s horrific events. My the Good Lord give strength to the families and friends that are left to deal with the tragic aftermath. I pray that those responsible are identified and brought to justice. Amen

Mount St. John School

This building is Mount St. John in Deep River Connecticut. I have never seen the building up close but each time I take a trip down the river I see that dome gleaming in the sunlight. The building fascinated me but I heard different things about it. On the river cruise on the Becky Thatcher the guide pointed it out and said it was a convent. But on the Riverquest cruise that guide said it was a home for troubled boys.

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On my most recent trip down the river the captain mentioned that he thought the school had been sold and was being closed down this summer.

So here is the history as I have been able to dig it up.

Mount Saint John was founded as St. John’s Industrial School in 1904 in Hartford. This was a residential school for boys in need of care. The need rapidly outgrew the space in Hartford so in 1907 the cornerstone was laid for the beautiful building we see from the river today.

In 1908 the staff and residents moved from Hartford to the new property in Deep River. The  Xaverian Brothers, staffed the school from its opening until 1919. While much good work was done, the future of the institution as an Industrial School was very uncertain. At the same time, an orphanage for boys in Hartford, conducted by the Sisters of St. Joseph of Chambery, was in dire need of more accommodations. It was agreed that the orphanage would move to the Deep River site. At that time the Sisters of St. Joseph administered the home and school until 1958.

Then in 1958, a large addition to the original building opened  to house new dormitories, classrooms, and a gymnasium/auditorium. The programs for the boys admitted are tailored for individual needs and have changed over the years as the types of problems presented has changed with society.

For more information on the history of Mount St John including photos I refer you to a great blog entry I ran across http://mountsaintjohnsschoolalumni.blogspot.com/

Although finding history on this building was easy, finding current news was not so I don’t know the current status of the building or it’s school. I can only hope that with its history of good works that the news our good captain shared is wrong and the legacy will continue.