As you may have seen from Geoff’s post from the other day about Inappropriate Napping, we spent Thursday in New Hampshire with Geoff’s parents, sister, brother in law, and the kids. Before going out to dinner we went to a local gift shop aimed at the camping and antiquing tourists that come through the area. It was… an experience.
Let me preface all of this by saying that I’ve had some interesting experiences in New Hampshire over the years. It is kind of considered a misplaced Southern state by some New England folks. I think that natives of New Hampshire are just crusty, independent, and a little weird. Take a look at the following photos and tell me if I’m wrong. (Note, there are no native New Hampshire folks in the following photos.)
The place we went was sort of a Country Store crossed with a specialty delicatessen and the place country crafts go to die. The country store section was sort of interesting. Behold, the hot sauce shelf. From the amusing to the offensive, they had it all.
Moving on from the hot sauce section was the Edible Insect Section. Really. I don’t think these need captions, they pretty much speak for themselves.
Flavored “Crick-ettes”, for when your lizard or frog needs a really tasty, sexist meal. Yum!
Continuing with the “edible” insect theme, we found some candy.
And the coup de grace, as it were? The lollipops.
Moving on from the “foodstuffs” there were some other items that made me roll my eyes or giggle.
And finally, a little bit of whimsey to round out your trip to the
Little Shop Of Horrors Olde Country Store.
And that concludes our trip to Ye Olde Tourist Trap Country Store. Tomorrow, photos of our Bastille Day celebration, BBQ, and Clam Boil in NH.