The Linden Row, Inn, Richmond, VA
The Best meal I've had in my life!*
We stayed out in the garden, the old kitchen. Poe played in that garden as a child with his friend, Helen, who he wrote To Helen for. There was a friendly ghost in our cottage. I could smell delicious food all night as I slept in the room, & nobody was cooking. When I awoke there was a slender black woman in a long full red dress & apron, with a white towel tied round her head, staring down, smiling at me. We took some pictures in the room. There are bubbles or spheres present. The Linden Row Inn exudes a wealth of charm. I loved it*