Saturday, February 14, 2026

Valentine's Day Breakfast

As you know, we tend to celebrate special days with breakfast out although, sometimes, we opt for lunch. You may also recall that we usually go out either before or after the special day, particularly if it's a special day for all, such as Mother's Day. This time we drove a little outside of town to Generations Inn on Mississippi Lake, which is part of Mississippi River before the river passes through our town, just to the north or east.

Whatever its history Generations Inn is a restaurant, particularly for boaters in season.

We were the only customers on a late Wednesday morning, but we had confidence that the absence of diners did not portend negatively against a positive culinary experience on a bleak, midweek winter's day, and we were not disappointed.

The main dining area is on the glassed-in porch.

A fireplace make it very comfortable.

We were not disappointed with the food. In fact, I've never had a breakfast quite like it.


Of course, it was very pricey, but it was worth it, and I am glad that we did it once. Maybe we will return someday for a fish 'n chip lunch or supper.

From the dining room, we see the very white snow on the lake beyond the trees. As we have mentioned in previous posts, here the Mississippi River widens into what we call Mississippi Lake. If you squint, you may see two ice huts out there. If you can't, I have zoomed in and enlarged that portion from the second photo in the third image.



A section of the same photo as above but enlarged somewhat to aid the viewer to, hopefully, see the
two ice fishing huts. One is somewhat obscured by the bush, but the vague shape is present.
The other is just to the left of the bush and is partly red, and if you look very closely,
you might see two people way out there by the red hut.

Now for Susie and Johnny looking pleased with themselves.





3 comments:

  1. The breakfast sounds substantial and delicious and a lovely mixture of flavours and textures.
    Re: the toque. I have been trying to persuade my husband to wear a headcovering in bed, as he suffers from the same lack of hair as you. He wakes up several times a night, though he goes back to sleep immediately, and I just wonder if keeping his head warm(er) would help.

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  2. I spoke to my son in CO who was wearing his hat (some black stretchy thing)...as to whether they ever called them toques. He said he'd never heard of it. But he was quite sure no knit cap would be called a toboggan, which some southern US folks do say. There they are definitely something to ride downhill on snow. Loved your breakfast! What a feast!

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  3. I would go out for that breakfast! The two of you look splendid.

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