A couple weeks ago, a beautiful Saturday afternoon with absolutely no engagements made itself available. As there’s nothing better than an unplanned day trip, Ben and I decided to go forth and explore. After some discussion of the allures of both Yellow Springs and Granville, we chose the latter. Dawes Arboretum and Brews Cafe both weighed heavily in its favor. (And the promise of the soon-to-come autumn foliage in Yellow Springs turned the either-or conversation into a now-later conversation.)
Our day trip, it turned out, collided with the Hot Licks Bluesfest, so most of our time walking the idyllic streets of Granville was accompanied by live music. We certainly didn’t mind. When I think of Granville, I think of the yearly OEFFA conference held at its high school, and of the city’s fight to provide locally grown products to the children in its education system. I was disappointed not to find a few Casa-like hippie joints to lining the streets. The most advertised option for locally-sourced dining outside of the lunch room was out of our price range. Instead we had a brunch that would be better suited for meheats.com, (an often-talked-about, but yet-to-be-created blog showcasing the best of the meh).