We tried Hope's Diner for breakfast this morning. It really does feel like it could have been a train car. Kinda small, with booths and a counter, short order cook and a server. The server was very friendly (used to "be in Municipal Bonds" but decided to do dog grooming for a while, and then get back into the food business. The diner is named after the property owner, Hope... who is 93 years old.
Is this a great name, or what?
DH thinks there are only "stuff stores" in Exeter, but I think this might be a reason to return.

Books that are now on my wish list. I don't know that we'll NEED to prune until late winter or spring.
I could learn some new knitting technique(s) in the mean time.
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