We are off to visit Jim’s family this weekend. They live in Massachusetts and have never been to Smith Mountain Lake. I got them each a sweatshirt so that they can represent (from The Cottage Gate at Westlake, which incidentally was serving – nonalcoholic! – peach bellinis):
And then I stopped by the famous Homestead Creamery to get some Ferrum Mountain blueberry preserves and some Virginia peanuts. And a scoop of peanut butter cup ice cream (for me).