Less than a mile from our house is a little 'hole in the wall' restaurant called The Border. It's the sort of place that opens at 4 a.m. and closes shortly after lunch. The waitresses call everyone "sugar" and "sweetie", their breakfasts are yummy and greasy and cheap, and you just might stick a little to your seat or table...but that's okay. The owner/operator loves trains, and puts a lot of time and effort into his front window train display at Christmas time. So one of our Christmas 'treats' was eating breakfast at The Border and watching the trains! Baxter and Georgia loved watching them race through the villages, and getting to blow the train whistle :-) Eleanor enjoyed it as well, though she really wanted to get down and crawl on the floor and I wouldn't let her.
Date taken: December 22, 2011