But, this shows you what could happen if you stay at one of those cheap and mostly illegal places, like AirBNB!  When you’re planning a get away, make sure your place is a true B&B, fully legal, licensed and inspected.  You can never go wrong in Wisconsin with a member of the Wisconsin Bed and Breakfast Association.  Once you stay at a member Inn of the WBBA, you’ll realize that a Bed “AND” Breakfast is a Better Way to Stay.

MJ and I have been keeping an eye on our guests, and most are of the newer traveling public.  Since we’ve opened we’ve updated our Inn to keep up with the needs and wants of our guests.  So, unlike grandma’s house, we have private baths, WIFI, HD TV’s, a DVD library, each room has at least one power strip.  each room also have a personal refrigerator, and just recently we’ve added streaming video! Plus, we have gotten rid of most of our doilies.

Recently I saw this great article from an NPR station in Boston titled: Not Your Grandma’s B&B: Traditional Inns Transform For Young Travelers

We have kept the charm of a Victorian House – but, we are NOT like Grandma’s B&B.

We recently had nice couple visit us, and come to find out that the gentleman is a blogger, and in fact has a really nice blog.  He wrote about his stay here, and it’s very nicely written, and has a nice touch of humor.  They stayed in our Townsend room and appears very much liked the tub, and all the modern features in our old Victorian.  Please take a peek, I enjoyed it.  Nice kind words, and a good amount of humor.

So, check out the terms and conditions, and grab a room, and $25 on November 24th!  We look forward to your stay.

This past weekend we found a wonderful note, written differently than any other we have received. It starts out similar, loved the hospitality, enjoyed the house, raved about the breakfasts. Indicated that they were celebrating being married for 33 years.

But what really touched us was the ending:

“May God continue to bless you as you give rest to those of us that need it.”

MJ and I never looked at it in just that way before, but yeah, we do that too!

However, as much fun as it is to be part of birthday’s and anniversaries, the best event we enjoy is when a couple spend their first night together as husband and wife here at our Inn.

Imagine our joy when we find out in TripAdvisor that our latest couple indicated to everyone that they fully enjoyed their stay here at the Inn.

MJ and I wish them a very long and happy life together, and also a heart felt thanks for the wonderful review.

We use the roku box on our tv, and very much enjoy the entertainment it provides, and know that our guests will enjoy it too.

Enjoy.

The fruit component is a wonderful mix of watermelon, blueberries with a lemon/mint simple syrup. This idea was from our good friend Dee who runs the Pedal’rs Inn.

The other item is a play off of French toast. English muffins have always been a favorite of mine, and a while back in a cooking magazine I saw a version of the ‘French English’ toast, but it was deep fried.

I didn’t want to do the deep frying, with extra equipment, time, and calories. But our efforts paid off and I used my favorite custard to soak the muffins in and then fried them on the griddle, and I love ‘em. We also developed a gluten free version, that MJ loves.

We’re still working on the sauce, presently, it’s a version of bananas Foster, but I’d like to see the bananas go, but MJ wants to include them… So, the final version could be a few reversions away. We served this breakfast last Sunday , and it was a hit with our guests.

This next week we’ve closed the inn, but this time off is very special. The picture below shows what we went through a year ago.

My entire family including us were in Joplin last year. The pile of rubble in the background is what was left of my son’s house, and the little laundry room that saved 9 of us. We had just sat down for an important dinner and never had a chance to enjoy it. I even bought a special bottle of port to enjoy with dinner. At 5:41 the EF5 tornado hit, and all of our lives changed.

In digging through the rubble, a week later, my son found the bottle of port, in tact. A month later, on a visit down to help we opened that bottle, toasted to being, and my son named it tornado port. Since then, every month on the 22nd my wife and I stop what we are doing and a 5:41 have a toast celebrating “being”, with a glass of port.

This Tuesday will mark the one year anniversary of that dreadful event and my intention is to have a glass of port, at 5:41 at that location. This time we will be in my son’s almost completed new house, but all of us will be there. Together. Celebrating being.