Sunday was Father’s Day, and our daughter Faith took me to breakfast and then to Old Sturbridge Village. OSV was having a Father’s Day event – Baseball, Beer and BBQ – which seemed interesting. Mainly, it was a chance to spend some time together and see some of the exhibits that aren’t open when we attend the Christmas by Candlelight event every December.
We tend to establish traditions easily in this family. Christmas by Candlelight, for example now includes dinner at The Thai Place. That started because OSV’s GPS location is the lot where school buses drop off students, not where mature adults enter the grounds. The Thai Place is directly across from the mature adult access road. The description of this event led to the first one-liner. The ‘Beer’ portion of the event allowed you to buy full glasses of beer from one of six breweries or assemble six two-ounce glasses in a flight of beers. I told Faith:
“This will be the second Father’s Day that involves a flight of beers – that might make it a tradition.”
We toured the standard stops in the village, and we also visited the sawmill, the grist mill, the blacksmith and the cabinet making exhibit. We also toured the cabinet shop. It’s a new exhibit, complete with a cabinetmaker working with traditional tools, and there are plans for a Cabinet Shop to be built using period materials and methods, in the near future.
One of the things we decided to do, was to take the river cruise on the Quinebaug River (the river that feeds the water-powered saw mill, grist mill and carding mill at OSV). The cruise is fairly short, but it provides some interesting views of the area and some of the wildlife. As we boarded the boat, we walked past racks of life preservers, but none were handed out. We noticed later that they only give them to children. Once on-board, we received our instructions in the event of an emergency:
“There are life jackets in the benches along the sides. If you end up in the water without a life jacket, stand up.”
The river is barely 3′ 0″(0.9m) deep.
Despite an on-again-off-again light rain, Faith and I had a wonderful day. I had a sample of Narragansett Lager in my flight. Narragansett is an old faithful kind of beer that once enjoyed a 65% market share in New England. You may remember that Captain Quint crushed a ‘gansett can in Jaws. Then, as happened to a number of steady brews in the 1980s, a Midwest brewery (Falstaff, later acquired by Pabst) bought the brand, changed the recipe and made it awful.
In 2005, The Pabst Brewing Company (never synonymous with fine beer) put Falstaff out of it’s misery but sold Narragansett back to a New England owner. That guy hired a retired brew master from the 1960s to help set up a new brewery and restore the original recipe. The beer is now brewed in Rochester, New York (near where Genesee Beer is brewed) and Narragansett is once again winning awards. After sampling several beers, I purchased a 12-ounce pour of Narragansett Lager.
This post is part of Linda G. Hill’s fun weekly series One-Liner Wednesday. If you have a one-liner and would like to join in on the fun. You can follow this link to participate and to see the one-liners from the other participants.
Today’s gallery features some images from Old Sturbridge Village.