Before I came to the belated preoccupation of sharing my house sleuthing adventures, my life was largely one of hidden obsession. Left to my own imaginings and amateur stakeouts, I had about worn out the ears of closest companions regarding My
Before I came to the belated preoccupation of sharing my house sleuthing adventures, my life was largely one of hidden obsession. Left to my own imaginings and amateur stakeouts, I had about worn out the ears of closest companions regarding My
Had you possessed a grandmother like mine, (and perhaps you were fortunate enough), you would have frequently heard about the Hilltop House restaurant–a place I had never visited, only envisioned. For instance when we rounded the hill on