Brookfield

If you've never been to Brookfield, you probably won't go unless someone takes you there and then only if they don't get lost (there are many turns). The local joke about Brookfield is that some people known to be heading in that direction have never been heard from again.

So why were we in Brookfield? Well, our driver safety cards were up for renewal (NY gives a 10% discount on car insurance if you've taken the course) and this was the only class we were able to take anytime soon. It was just in the neck of time too. John almost turned in front of someone in "downtown" Brookfield. Thanks to the sharp eyes and keen screech of his good wife Patty, the collision was avoided and John was able to spend the rest of the day learning how to avoid such situations.

To tell you something about how remote Brookfield is, we enjoyed lunch on the steps of the parsonage located on the main north/south road. Not a single wheeled vehicle of any sort went by nor did any horses. (The state lands in Brookfield have some of the best horse trails in the east - they are also great for cross country skiing in the winter.)

If you do happen to be in Brookfield at dinner time, the Beaver Den is not to be missed. Great home cooking, generous portions and low prices (under $5 for a complete dinner). Our waitress was a senior at Brookfield High (K-12 enrollment is 255). In case you think they never go anywhere though, the senior class trip next June will be to NY City. They'll have a choice of either going to see a Yankee baseball game or "Beauty & the Beast" on Broadway. What would you choose?