It’s situated on the Kennebecasis River. The weather was quite lovely, but as we got farther inland it got hotter and more humid. We stopped by a combined country store/nursery and moseyed around there for a while … looked at all the flowers.
We took the old road back to Saint John, and stopped for pizza in Rothesay. There’s a pizzeria there, Pomodori, that’s very well spoken of, and they’ve even received various awards for their pizzas. I’ve been wanting to go there for quite some time, but never gotten around to it until now.
It was located in a strip mall, and the interior design was the most unassuming I’ve ever seen, with white plastic tables, and red, likewise plastic chairs.
I’m not the right person to judge North American pizza, because I’m still — after twelve years (!) biased towards Swedish pizza. Not saying I dislike pizzas here … it’s just that I long for the ones back home, and that’s usually one of the first things I eat when I go back there. We talked about it afterwards, my friend and I … tried to pin-point what it is that is different. We couldn’t figure it out … could be something about different tomato sauce or cheese, as all the other stuff is the same.
Either way, the pizza was alright … it was good, even. My friend found it very good!
It was a great, little outing all in all. My friend got to see a different part — Rothesay and Renforth, which are old, rather affluent communities with stately homes.