I've probably walked, driven or biked past the Old Mill a thousand times in my life, but I've never been inside until today.
This Easter Sunday, we went for brunch at the Old Mill. James and Michelle were fed for free and the Easter Bunny himself (or is it a she?) was there handing out chocolate eggs. The buffet was plentiful with all the brunch staples and some killer desserts. Here's a photoset from the day. I'm still full.
