Just on the outskirts of downtown Hartford, the Pond House Cafe is tucked away in the very New England style Elizabeth Park.
Bryan researched the restaurant himself and took me there on a lunch date!
How pretty is the pond all frozen over?
If it wasn't so frigid, our butts would have been sittin' on those benches!
I'm not quite sure why I chose to wear knit leggings when the weatherman told me there was a high in the mid-20's with the windchill bringing it down to the teens.
Teens!Bryan's hands felt like they were melting in this picture.
The air stung.
The second we took it he sprinted to the car :)