Whoever runs the latest iteration of the restaurant at the Wiarton International Airport is really close to a home run.
The Farm Manager talked me into stopping there for breakfast this morning. The eggs (easy over) were excellent.
The home fries were divine. 11/10 on the home fries, folks.
The toast was brown Wonderbread and boring.
The sausages were OK but boring too.
Not that there's anything wrong with "boring" for breakfast.
I'm there for breakfast, not for excitement.
The Wiarton International Airport is in a death spiral of sorts. The feds have been trying to fob it off on the local community, which isn't sure what to do with it.
If I were them, I'd put together a trade mission to Cartagena to see if some Colombian investors might be interested in buying a small-town international airport in Canada.
That little restaurant could be a gold mine!
While we were there a little airplane with the call letters FBZI taxied up and two old dudes came up for breakfast. That "Z" isn't going to fool anybody. The FBI is obviously on the lookout for those Colombian investors already...