This is actually my dream job.
Opinion | Vermont Town Seeks a Heart, and Soul (Also Milk and Eggs) - The New York Times
This is actually my dream job.
Opinion | Vermont Town Seeks a Heart, and Soul (Also Milk and Eggs) - The New York Times
Sounds like heaven. How are the elementary schools?
my name is Matt
ff 5 years...
here is Jorn " livin' large on $18k a year in Vt.."
"Jorn, When does this cheese go on sale? I don't need it til next week..."
The other cool thing about that store is that it's right on Middlebury Gap. Go out your front door and you're in the middle of the climb - two miles up and two miles down.
Have to say, though, I never stop at that store, either in a car or on my bike.
Elementary school? There's one within walking distance of that store. Pretty nice one, actually.
There's some good gravel riding there too. One dirt road connects Middlebury Gap to Lincoln Gap - it was part of the LAMB fondo a few years ago.
We stayed just over the mountain from there at Texas Falls one summer while my wife did Breadloaf and another around the mountain in Bristol. Nice place. Dynamite for a cyclist or fly fisherman. I loved it and did nothing but cycle, fly fish, and read. Couldn’t pay me to live there year round though.
It takes an interesting range of skills to make a place like that successful.
My sister's lived in a small town in Maine for over 15 years so a few days ago I sent her the link to the NYT story. One of her comments was that often when that sort of store changes hands the buyers don't realize what's really involved and how hard it is to make it all work. She says she's seen it happen countless times on the Maine mid-coast. That might be even more likely given the circulation this will see due to the NYT piece.
There is a nice grocery like this in Orient NY out on the eastern end of the North Fork of Long Island. We used to stop in for lunch when out on rides there. They were making the transition between ownership, and the menu had some new items, so of course everyone had to ask "How's that hummus sandwich?" and then go ahead and order the tuna & Swiss on rye as per usual. Also the store becomes a fixed point in the day to day irregularities of life. An older gentleman came in once while we were there, and after saying hi to the owner said, "I'm looking for my lawnmower. Any ideas where it is?" And the owner said, "At the Joneses' house." And the guy said thanks and left, I presume to go get his lawnmower from the Joneses.
I say it is my dream job, but what I mean is in my dreams I could own a place like that. Reality is slightly different.
real estate is cheap in that area, we were actually pretty darn close (even put in some offers) on a house right by there. It was bigger than we could handle for a reno project (doing it ourselves) but it came with beautiful land and a sugar shack.
I've been thinking about what I could do if my partners job ever went mobile (mine wont). This could be the calling. Hard commute by bike though with a few choices of gap roads over the green mountains.
Here's one I go by all the time with the same setup: https://www.scenicbywayrealty.com/re...boom-NY-13450/
As for the finances of it, whoever took it over wouldn't be the first person to buy themselves a good job. I have to imagine there are plenty of bike shop owners doing something similar.
lottery tickets i bet also play a big part...
bring people in all the time to throw away their ss $$.
BOB spelled backwards is BOB.
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