Caribou, NS >>> Baddeck, NS (via Inverness) 230 miles ridden/5 hours
While Baddeck’s dining options are limited, do yourself a favor and skip The Yellow Cello. I can’t believe anyone would recommend it, let alone suggest it was a pub. The tomato and basil soup, if not also the pizza sauce, was certainly the pasta sauce. When I asked my waitress if this was the case, she didn’t answer but flashed me a coy smile as if I’d just solved the Riddle of the Sphinx.
Since Baddeck essentially shuts down when the sun dips below the horizon, she suggested a(n actual) pub down the street where (it turns out) a convention for the Canadian Liberal party was being held, and noted that they don’t serve food. The restaurant adjacent to the pub had a sweet potato and maple soup that was so thin it was either the end of the pot or they need to rethink the recipe.
Dear Canadian chefs:
Need to thicken your soup? Try adding some sour cream, bread or more potatoes, a celebrated crop in this part of Canada!
I also had the lobster mac and cheese, but only because I have to eat something or I’ll be up at 2am starving. I certainly miss around-the-clock convenience of city living. That this is supposed to be a fine dining establishment makes the food even more underwhelming.
Tired. Might stick my head in the pub to see what’s up, but it’s just hit me all at once. Not a bad campground; the owner’s originally from the Boston neighborhood of Dorchester. Funny about that… Coincidences abound on this trip!
