We'd taken her there once before, and she liked it.
We live in the woods. Our history is intertwined with the logging industry. The Lumberjack celebrates that heritage, decorated with chainsaw carvings, historical photos, and rustic furniture. The inside has 'trees'.
Since the logging industry went hand in hand with the railroad, they have a train which runs at ceiling level all around the restaurant.
The front dining room is casual, and you eat amongst the 'trees' and the wildlife, and train.
There's a formal dining room out back, decorated in the style appealing to the turn of the century lumber barons.
Cara drove up from college to meet us at the restaurant. Mike could not make it. He was headed to Elmira with his final load of belongings. He begins his new job tomorrow. Tim's brother and sister in law made it up from Johnsonburg. We drove Tim's parents. We had a nice meal with a very attentive waitstaff. As soon as they found out Stacey headed overseas, they went out of their way to make a special time for our family. They even opened up the patio on the roof, just for us, alone, so that we could sit there as our meal digested, visiting, talking about everything. After all, memories are easy to pack. You can take them everywhere.
Even to Korea.