After a really lovely day (hiking on Mt. Greylock, poolside Big Y lunch, trip to the Clark, drinks at The Airport Rooms) we walked over to Public for dinner. We shared a cheese plate (only married by cheap-ass bread), a burger, fish and chips and a campanelli with peas, asparagus and ricotta (my favorite). The Airport Rooms is a little restaurant attached to Tourists, and was charmingly dilapidated. I wish I had taken a picture. Then we watched some of a lousy movie and hit the hot tub one last time.
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