Art · Frenchtown
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Tree Monster
Frenchtown, New Jersey · exact address not recorded
Read the story behind the art
The New Jersey photograph is called Tree Monster. A tree fills the frame above a wooden fence, with branches stretching into a tangle of pink and purple. It looks like something that might ask me for a toll before I can pass. My draft notes for this page were accidentally copied from other states, so I don't have a reliable account of where I found this particular tree. I can show the picture and tell you what is in it. The exact location remains a mystery to my past self’s filing system.
Food · Frenchtown
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Frenchtown Cafe
44 Bridge Street Frenchtown New Jersey
June 23, 2021
“I left a very blunt original verdict: this was my least favorite meal of the tour so far. I am leaving that review standing.”
Read about this meal
The New Jersey meal nearly escaped us. Ed and I had walked and run around Frenchtown, and by about 2:30 the breakfast-and-lunch places were closing. We got into the Frenchtown Cafe in time. I had a barbecue burger with fries; the burger was big, the fries average, and the meal just okay. I wished we had realized earlier how soon the restaurants would close. The photos also include lemonade and a pickle, plus butter-pecan gelato from LibbyBeans next door. I left a very blunt original verdict: this was my least favorite meal of the tour so far. I am leaving that review standing.
Run · Frenchtown
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A few miles in Frenchtown
- Place
- Frenchtown, New Jersey
- Journal dates
- Journal datesJune 23, 2021
- Distance
- 5.80 miles
- Duration
- 1:03:58 elapsed time
- Average pace
- 11:01 / mile
“I would have preferred to save the speed work for my legs.”
See my run details
Where I ranDelaware and Raritan Canal State Park Trail 8 Bridge St, Frenchtown, NJ 08825
I started near the Delaware and Raritan Canal State Park Trail and ran 5.80 miles around Frenchtown in 1:03:58. The watch gives me an 11:01 average pace and 65 feet of elevation gain. Ed was with me for the New Jersey and Pennsylvania stops, and by the time we looked for lunch here, places were starting to close. The run got done on schedule; the meal became a race against restaurant hours. I would have preferred to save the speed work for my legs.