Allow me to read to you from one of my favorites, Daphne Du Maurier’s Gothic novel, Rebecca: “Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again. It seemed to me I stood by the iron gate leading to the drive, and for a while I could not enter, for
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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