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My Sweet Tea?

After a long day of work, the last thing I really wanted to do was to pack up the kids, pick up two of my sisters and drive downtown to Somerset Street in Ottawa’s own Chinatown for bubble tea.  Not really, but why not?  One of my sisters is only in town for a few days and I wanted to spend some time with her.  So, if we went to “My Sweet Tea”.

My eldest daughter was the driving force behind this trip and you could sense her excitement as we piled in the converted old house and as we lined up to make sense of the placard menu.  Immediately I notes their lack of any coffees (there was a handwritten note stating their lack of coffee overwriting where the coffee was listed.  I’m still not sure if this was only today or always.). I scanned the menu and opted for raspberry tea.  Nope.  They had none, but were quick to offer the alternate pomegranate tea with tapioca bubbles.  I don’t think I’ll forget again, but just in case, I DON’T LIKE TAPIOCA IN MY TEA!  That sort of ruined things for me (I love tapioca pudding, I shouldn’t mind it in my tea!) as far as the drink was concerned.  However, my daughter exercised her independence by ordering sweets for each of us:  butter tarts, pecan tarts, tiramisu, blueberry cheesecake and a lemon tart that was described as lemon/raspberry.  Anyone who has read more than one of these journals has probably realized my fondness for lemon desserts.  This was no exception.  I do have to say the lemon tart was very tasty, but as for being lemon/raspberry … it wasn’t .  The lemon/raspberry tart was definitely lemon/blueberry.  It was still very nice, but not as advertised.

The other element my daughter described to us was the opportunity to play board games.  Unfortunately, the selection of games was very small.  This may have had something to do with a failed effort a few years ago to expand to the Market downtown.  Whatever the reason, the staff were pleasant and the facilities – albeit not extravagant – were clean and relatively well-maintained.  I’d really like to see this location do well.  Ensuring the menu items are accurate and available would go a long way in establishing a positive customer experience.  I can’t legitimately give them more than 2.5/5 for this visit, but some of that may be personal preference.  As much as I’m not a fan of the tapioca bubbles in my tea, the sweets were good.  I would love to see them offer a few more savoury options to balance the sweetness of the drink selection.  This -along with improving the game selection – would help this business to thrive in this part of town.

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Roger’s Rock Camping

I am an awful Canadian.  I’ll admit it.  Rather than stand my ground when my husband suggested camping in New York State over Canada Day weekend, I caved.  Don’t get me wrong – I enjoyed myself with my husband and my three girls – but I could have insisted on Canada or bust!  All guilt aside, we relaxed and simultaneously kept busy.  We left at about 3:00 am on Saturday morning to cross the border by 5:00.  I’ve never crossed the border as quickly in my life!

Saturday entailed setting up camp at Roger’s Rock campground.  It has changed in the 22 years since my husband and I were last there.  I have submitted my reviews through Trip Advisor and fully expect more people will read my words there than will see my blog here.

We awoke early on Canada Day and hiked to the top of Roger’s Rock.  Our concession to the date was to dress in our most Canadian outfits for the day.  Red and white for those who had it.  Three hours was how long our ascent and descent took.  Later, after a swim in the pristine Lake George waters, we drove to Lake George Village where we ate at Giuseppe’s restaurant.  Lovely food in a not-so-lovely atmosphere.  We drove back today and took the route back through Montreal rather than Cornwall.  Given the incredible heat and lack of a/c in my van, the drive wasn’t too bad!