After a pleasant drive on Rte 32 we crossed the bridge to Frenchtown and had a late lunch at the cafe, a re-purposed diminutive railroad depot that we once knew as an antiques shop Views of the river were lovely in the afternoon Fall light. The modest menu lists many attractive options: a nice quinoa salad, for example. It turns out they also have uncommonly prepared and uncommonly good cole slaw, plus the usual burgers and salads. The soup of the day was a generously made cream of mushroom. We were served politely and promptly. Upon presentation of the check we were asked if we'd like to see a magic trick or two (from the son of the owner). The fellow is a very accomplished and personable magician, whose magic was baffling and dazzling, to be sure. I haven't a clue how he made the coins disappear, but I suspect that there are so secrets to the magic made in the kitchen: fresh ingredients, careful preparation, and creative presentations don't need a distracting patter or a sleight of hand.
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