Report on Stanley Salmon Fiddlehead Supper

Larry, Sandi, Helen, Herb and I met at the church hall for a fine meal and conversation. The weather was perfect — quite a contrast to the Royal Road approaching Stanley. The Morgan was not impressed. My Theory on the attention given to the road's upkeep is that:

• First, they sent out a man with a cubic metre of asphalt repair. He ran out of material.
• Second, they sent a man out with a can of white paint to circle the remaining potholes. He ran out of paint.
• Third, they sent a man out with two "bump" signs to mark the worst pothole. He did.

I have a solution for New Brunswick's economy and its roads. Start a make work project manufacturing "bump" signs. It will never have to shut down.

Based on locals' advice, I took the English Settlement road back. It was an immense improvement and all potholes were avoidable. Moggy and I had fun avoiding them—it became a game and we won. Sections of the highway along the Nashwaak were terrible. However, other sections were wonderful. Moggy and I enjoyed our day.
- David

PS: Some at the table suggested that I may have distorted the truth in my earlier post indicating that I would "go almost any length not to have to prepare a meal for myself". Apparently  I made it sound like I don't cook. I clarified that indeed I do cook but hate cooking for just myself. Here are a few of my Christmas desserts:

Click on cake for larger view.