Part of the fun of being a bed & breakfast owner is meeting new people. Our guests are usually charming, like the young couple from Connecticut who checked in this afternoon for a Romantic Getaway. I baked raisin bread and was just cooling the granola when I noticed their car had already pulled into the parking space beside Seagull Cottage, so I hurried over to greet them. Sven joined us as I showed off the cottage. “Did you hear what they said?” he remarked back outside. “Oh, wow!” For some reason, my husband is always surprised at people’s reactions to Seagull Cottage. In two years we have had one dissatisfied couple. The reason for their dissatisfaction was the desire to be beside the ocean. The online agency must not have taken that request into consideration. Everyone else has loved the place.
Our Romantic Getaway guests told me they had enjoyed reading this blog. The husband creates Web sites for a living and said I should write more often, so here I am, back at the computer, blogging away.
Actually, I do have another good restaurant to report. On Wednesday Sven & I traveled to Orleans to sample the fare at Abba, which has generated great vibes all the way to Wellfleet. (Sven had hoped to find a Swedish connection, but Abba also means Daddy in Hebrew.)
The restaurant looks tiny from the outside, but the interior is a study in the clever use of space. Not a corner goes to waste. We immediately liked the fresh flowers, Moroccan tea glasses in which candles flickered, and soothing beige, lime-green, and apricot-pink color scheme. 
Soft jazz was playing in the background as Sven sipped his beer. The waitress explained that, in summer, tables are also available on the deck, under mosquito netting, which must make for a pleasant dining experience. And, the food? Excellent. It reminded us of Nouvelle Cuisine, enjoyed in France. We will definitely return. To Abba goes a Gold Plate. Reservations strongly recommended.
