It isn’t often I feel obliged to utter an encomium upon being served a plate of food. Unwittingly this afternoon at the golf club, however, that very imperative ensued. When returning from the city where we had delved into a pressing retail matter, and feeling the weight of what had been steady application since early morning concerning matters of a similar perspective, we thought it wise to stop in the Village of Appleton for a reprieve from the day’s commotion and studiousness. We settled upon having a late luncheon or early dinner at the golf club. We were not disappointed!
Dining at the golf club is itself an assured pleasure for many reasons – among them for example the coincidental discovery today that our young server of late is the granddaughter of the woman who for thirty years during my practice of law in Almonte looked after me and my compatriots every morning for breakfast at the Superior Restaurant. Merely getting to the golf club is its own thrill – winding along the Mississippi River in the shadows of ancient trees, passing the customary village mix of a small log cabin, rustic and dignified country homes, a modified church and grand stone structures testimonial to the success of the former woollen industry and the advantage of water falls. But today’s treat in particular was the food.
When we reached the club, and having parked our car and made it into the clubhouse, it was busy. Preparations were underway for an annual tournament sponsored in favour of the Almonte Hospital Foundation which – as chance would have it – I had incorporated 20 years ago with Raymond K. Timmons who was then Executive Director of the Almonte General Hospital.
But – as I was about to explain – when my food arrived at table I was instantly overwhelmed by its appearance as a work of art! It – and my partner’s different dish – were outstanding examples of culinary craftsmanship! Never have I been so acutely aware of the precision of a finely presented meal. Everything on the plate was skilfully positioned to engineer an immediate salivation. I wasted no time in my pursuit of the matter at hand. It was divine! Indeed incomparable! Every morsel, in addition to being artistically displayed, merited its model appearance.
Chef Mrs. Wendy MacDonald, Caterer
Chef Chris MacDonald
341 Wilson Street
Mississippi Mills, ON K0A 1A0
Telephone: (613) 257-3396