After an early morning medical appointment the wife and I stopped in for breakfast at Country Junction, a raggedy diner in Carrboro a block west of Weaver Street Market. We'd passed it dozens of times and thus had a certain pent-up curiosity. I don't want to rag too heavily on a place that merely attempts to serve cheap breakfasts and lunches to working Joes, but it was awful -- so awful that we could not help wondering whether the eggs were real or powdered -- so awful that my wife could only say of the ham, "I had no idea meat could taste so bad." I never thought I would hear myself saying these words, but I would rather have eaten at McDonalds.
This week, too, we made our first-ever visit to Maple View Farm. What a wonderful outing! The ice cream came in crisp, clean, well-defined flavors (mint for the wife, mocha for me), and the view of the blood-orange sun setting over the corn fields made a mockery of the usual TV on the wall. We left pleased and refreshed in every way. Maple View joins my very small pantheon of places without question worth revisiting: Waraji, Gugelhopf, Taqueria Superior, Saigon (Greensboro).