Oneonta and Cooperstown

 

 

 

We’ve been downsizing a lot the past couple of weeks. Some people might call it spring cleaning, but it’s much more intense than that. We’re trying to go as minimal as possible and are getting rid of anything that we don’t actively use, or that doesn’t bring us happiness in some way. So, we ended up selling something to someone who lived 2 hours away from us, and we agreed to meet in the middle for the exchange. That meant we found ourselves driving out to Oneonta on a fridgid Sunday and not knowing what to do with ourselves. We walked the little strip, and saw this cool vintage sign:2017-03-12 12.34.01

We stopped into a junk shop to take a look around, then grabbed some coffees and headed to Cooperstown where we had planned to grab some brunch. I researched places on Yelp, and found a place that was right on the water and sounded really nice. We got there, and found out they are closed during the winter. So we went with plan B, which turned out to be amazing.

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We walked down a narrow alleyway to get to the entrance of Alex’s Bistro. On the outside, the entire town seemed dead, but in here, it was jumping. SO much so that they couldn’t seat us at a table, and we decided to eat at the bar.

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Our waitress was really great and chatted with us while she made our drinks, and drinks for her other tables. She ran out of prosecco as she was making our drinks, so she gave us the first round on the house and promptly re-stocked the bar and gave us a second round.

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The place had a really great vibe and the menu had so many things we wanted to try. We ended up each getting a mimosa made with prosecco and fresh squeezed orange juice. We each got a variation of eggs benedict as well. Mine had salmon and arugula on it. I’m not exaggerating when I say that this was literally the best brunch I’ve ever had in my life. If you ever find yourself in Cooperstown, eat breakfast here.

But the buzz of a great brunch didn’t last for long. As we walked toward out parked car, we noticed something we hadn’t up until that point:

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We had heard a group of drink kids walking around the neighborhood the night before. Apparently, one of them jumped or fell onto my hood. This is the second time this has happened to my car in 6 months, so I wasn’t happy to see this. I refuse to pay another deductible to get this fixed while we live here. So Mike opened it up and tried to bend some of the dent out. The hood closes, and it looks much better now than it did that morning. As much as I love some things about living in Troy, sometimes I can’t wait to leave.

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