Dear all,
Yep, it has been a day of joyous wonderment. No power and [the double whammy] the first major snow. GAAAAA. Oh yes, it's snow-time! And what a weekend it's been, oh my..... oh my.
I would like to start by showing that I am defiant against the cold and will insist on wearing inappropriate clothing throughout the winter months.
Anyway, Saturday come around and we were informed of a 'power outage' on Sunday morning between the hours of 6am and midday. "That sounds fine.." I hear you say, but if you happen to work at an inn, the absence of power between those hours [on any day but Sunday is significantly poignant] is potentially catastrophic.
So, a complex Venn diagram of cunning plans came together in the form of a mass of cables and a vague semblance of heat/light and water early this morning due to strategically placed generators. Breakfast seemed to go 'smoothly' although at one point all the guests seemed to be walking around in their night gowns taking breakfast into their rooms as if on a grandiose sleep-over.
I have tried to capture the intricacy of it all but a good tribute to the genius of the plan is shown in the lack of major upset in the public areas and even in the kitchen. Congratulations Paul!
Below is a sweet picture of the dogs. They love breakfast [I wonder why? *bacon*]. I banished them from the kitchen and then had to endure 4 hours of wining/ crying/ barking/ scratching [etc etc] from the dogs in their attempt to get back in. They even tried concealing themselves under guests, behind guests and as a last resort, tried to pretend they were part of the breakfast 'juice menu' ( as seen below). And yes, we now keep the juice outside as the air temperature maintains a sanitary level of refrigeration [grrrr].
The dogs will be fine.. in a couple of days, they will refuse to come in. They like the snow. It makes them feel powerful.