Escape to the Land of Enchantment
By Abigail Lewis
The room is subdued at 7:55am. People are milling about the Hotel St. Bernard dining room chatting softy, sipping coffee. Suddenly the quiet is broken by the sound of a brass bell being vigorously rung, and an elfin man radiating warmth on this chilly mountain morning announces a cheery, “Voila!” His face lights up as he hands each guest a plate of fragrant Eggs Benedict, serving up smiles and quips along with breakfast.