Dining at Keddie Cafe

I stop to stretch at Keddie Lodge

And catch lunch at the old Café’

Up rounded stone steps towards the door

It’s Fir porch from another day

Through heavy Pine door, four feet wide

I step into a cozy room

Share warmth and glow from fresh stoked fire 

 And antler lights of Caribou

The peeled bark handrails lead upstairs

To rooms refitted for its guests

And past the check-in counter 

Is a gift shop on the left

And opposite the gift shop 

Double French doors lead me to

A Business Center filled with books

And wing back chairs to use

“Your table’s ready”, I was told

My waitress ushered me

Through charming dining room I stroll

To a table near the street

My vantage point, windows surround 

The old porch roof and beams

As ceiling fans turned in reverse 

Push down the rising heat

I view the menu “challenged”

Everything looks good to me

From garlic mashed potatoes

Ribs, pulled pork and pies to eat

My meal a feast made special

By the ambiance and views

Though flavor pallet satisfied

From homemade pies I’ll choose

The cherry pie so thick and tart

With filling silky sweet

Its glazed and scalloped weaved crust top 

Still flakey can’t be beat

Whenever I come by this place

I’ll call a “Keddie Day”

To feast and languish in the charm

Found in this small Café’

Inspiration

Thinking about what Keddie Lodge & Café will be like when its renovation is complete and it’s been reopened for business