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| A great day to visit the Hidden Villa restaurant. |
You must hike through the woods to reach the hidden restaurant. |
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| You must also find your own fresh herbs along the way. Here, we plan on which herbs we want for our meal. |
Scott will carry some herbs in his knapsack. The sensitive ones he will carry between his two hats. The top hat is ventilated, to keep the herbs fresh. |
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| Finding herbs is a very "heads down" affair. You must continually scan the grounds on the way to the restaurant. |
Dirk, our resident mycologist, looks for mushrooms under fallen trees. |
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| Sage is up over there. |
Rosemary is over there. |
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| "Over here," Joanne shouts. |
Scott and Cathy rush to pick bay leaves. |
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| Sheryl and her friend hurry to pick wild rose hips. |
The bridge just before the restaurant is getting old and warped. Here, we all try to straighten the railing. We always help improve the trails we hike. |
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| It's been a long, hard hike, and we plan to eat ourselves full. So, it helps to make sure your stomach is really empty before we reach the restaurant. |
At this restaurant, you actually pick your meat to be cooked. Several of us pick out chickens. |
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| Someone has already picked out a cow. |
We make a quick stop at the slaughterhouse to report our selections and drop of our herbs and mushrooms, then move on to the restaurant itself. |
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| Seated around our table at the restaurant, we wait for the food. |
A truly great meal. Now we walk it off with a hike back to the cars. |
