Our flight didn’t leave until 5:30-ish, so we spent our last day on Cape Cod back in Sandwich, MA. There were several reasons for this…for one, it’s really lovely.
One reason we had to come back to town was to pick up a platter Vikki had her eye on. Thank goodness she bought it, otherwise I would have had to. I neglected to get a pic, but it’s from this place: http://www.musewarepottery.com/ and it says “Some people go to their graves with their music unsung.” (Not us!)
Another reason was to visit Pairpoint Glass again; I’d been collecting sun catchers from our stops and needed to fill in some gaps. Our “glass guy” recognized us from our previous visit at the beginning of our trip, so we had a fun time catching up with him.
We hoped to have lunch at the Abbey bistro, but they weren’t serving that day.
(So…one church is now a house, one is a hotel/bistro…doesn’t anyone actually attend church in Sandwich?)
We were directed next door to the Painted Lady, a Victorian home turned restaurant. We ate on the verandah out front.
The food was rather fabulous. Rosemary & I had the fish & chips, which was skate in a wonderful cornmeal batter with perfectly crispy French fries. Er…if you’re from the South, do not order the iced tea there. They don’t get it. They tried, but . . . no.
When on vacation, always visit the local library. You never know what you’ll find (like the boat inside Provincetown’s library). In the Sandwich library, we found a beautiful glass pitcher donated by a local artist. The librarian gave us directions, so after lunch we went to visit the McDermott Glass Studio.
We were greeted by large, friendly dogs and Mr. McDermott himself, who showed us around his gallery. The yard was filled with seconds from the studio, which made for fabulous yard art. (I forgot to ask, but apparently they don’t get the same kind of hail storms we do in North Texas.)
The studio is in the back yard, where Mrs. McDermott and two apprentices were hard at work. (Sweet story: they met at a glass class; she didn’t speak English; he didn’t speak Japanese. They met periodically over the years before finally getting married. They both do phenomenal work. Next trip we’re saving up to shop here first.)
Along with the personal tour we got an up-close look at the artists at work:
Other than the bone-melting heat (glass melts at something like 3,000 degrees) we could have stayed a lot longer. But we had a plane to catch, so we said goodbye to the glassblowers and headed home. Rosemary scored one final piece of cranberry glass for her collection, we made friends with another glass guy, and a good time was had by all.
All good things much come to an end, and so it was with our Cape Cod vacation. Although…there was one more moment of interest before we got home. But that’s a story for another day.