I was able to add more pix to my Vermont 251 Club project over the weekend. This is a block in Johnson. The white door in the red vestibule on the left used to lead to a restaurant long ago called Plum & Main. This was when we first moved to Vermont in ’96 and bought our house in ’97. It was so long ago we found the restaurant by consulting a paperback guidebook.
We used to go there a lot. I’d usually get a big plate of fried clams with a baked potato (how did I use to eat so much?). The desserts were awesome; we used to usually get a maple pecan pie that tasted like a dish of syrup-smothered pancakes. I don’t recall sharing. I think we used to each get our own. How did I use to eat so much?!
Then one time I got a fish special and it tasted funny. It came with some citrus sauce. The taste was kind of ammonia-like, kind of grapefruit-like. I ate most of it, thinking it was the citrus sauce I wasn’t crazy about. Finally, though, I felt like something was wrong, and we complained about it. The kitchen acknowledged no wrongdoing. The fact that I’d eaten most of it did not help my case. I think they gave us a free dessert, but we never felt the same about the place & didn’t return. Of course, they’ve since closed.
