A picky eater and her friend review Reid’s Corner.
Always Crafty
For me, writing is a craft. It takes a little creativity, a little imagination, and a little talent to combine words in such a way that a reader can clearly visualize a scene and want to continue reading. I spend two to three hours a day crafting my novel, my website, or this blog. For me, it’s not work. For me, it’s an escape from the dullness of housework and reality TV. However, writing isn’t my only craft. When I’m not writing, I’m working on a counted cross stitch, needlepoint, or latch hook design. Or maybe I’m knotting my next macrame wall hanging or painting with acrylics. I might even be arranging silk flowers in mason jars. But writing is the only craft I do alone. For my other projects, I have my friend Michelle to keep me company. Once a week we get together for what I like to call Crafter-noons. We craft and chat and enjoy a pudding cup and somehow manage to get a little further on our current work in progress.
Paper Trail
I have known Michelle for nearly fifteen years. We met at work, both of us taking on various roles within a local school system. It’s funny how in this age of technology, schools continue to use so much paper and we were buried in it. Given the amount of paper we dealt with on a daily basis, I was quite surprised when Michelle announced she was taking up quilling. My first thought was this new craft must involve writing because “quill”, but it doesn’t. It does, however, involves paper. Lots and lots of skinny strips of paper that are folded, bent, and spiraled to create magnificent shapes. She creates beautiful earrings in the shape of owls and flowers and other whimsical designs. During a holiday craft fair, she created framed monogram letters. The one I bought made a perfect gift for my parents.
No Crafts Here
Michelle suggested we meet for lunch at a little diner near her hometown. Reid’s Corner is around the corner of a brick plaza in Hampden, Massachusetts. At first glance, the diner is a dark and tiny room with a few booths and a counter bar. I smiled when I saw the bar thinking I could use a drink after my GPS relentlessly demanded I make a U-turn as soon as possible since apparently I kept driving past the plaza. In my defense, the diner is around the corner, but attached to the plaza, so I never really saw it. Anyway, I am never late and was feeling a little stressed. Michelle had texted that she was sitting near the back. I didn’t see her in the tiny room so I walked toward a doorway which I assumed led to the kitchen or the bathrooms, but surprisingly it opened up into a large dining area. The bright room was very sleek with gray and white walls with several black booths and tables. The atmosphere was homey and I easily relaxed into a chair, smiled at Michelle, and looked for the drink menu. Unfortunately, there were no craft beers on tap. The counter bar in the front was just that – a place where patrons can sit and enjoy a meal while bantering with the waitstaff and cook, a place that any decent diner would have.
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