by Nancy Bestor
I’m a sucker for a Bed & Breakfast. When this type of lodging first became popular in the United States, I wanted to stay in a B&B on every trip I took. Even after Bob and I stayed in a kitschy one or two, where the proprietor wanted to talk and talk and talk to us while we drank our coffee first thing in the morning, I still found the idea of a B&B romantic. Maybe it’s because I’m nosy by nature and I can’t resist the opportunity to look around a complete stranger’s “home”. Thus, I was delighted to book a three-night stay in a B&B on Cape Cod for our family this summer. I loved saying those words, “Yes, I’m staying in a B&B on the Cape this summer,” in a voice not unlike Thurston Howell III’s wife Lovey might use.
The Windfall House, a colonial home built in the town of Sandwich in 1816, was exactly how I pictured it, complete with a thirteen-star, American colonial flag flying from the porch. Its location in Sandwich was perfect for exploring the Cape, although we quickly learned that Cape Cod boasts many sleepy towns with shop after shop filled with antiques. Since we’re not antique shoppers, we spent our time following my passion—food.