6.30 Day 25 Delightful Mismatches

Hotels. There's the chain variety, where everything is neat as a surgical suite and just about as organized. There's the chain variety, where things have slipped a bit, and the experience can get downright disgusting. There's the Mom and Pop places that pay great attention to detail. And the ones who don't! And then there's the Retro And Always Was variety.
We are esconced in such an abode in Fish Creek, Wisconsin; in the Door County area (read: trendy vacation spot). Our small drive-up motel provided us with a rather large 'suite' with separate bedrooms, a television dated circa 1972, the same bathroom wall and floor tile as my mom's 1946 house, and nary a grounded outlet anywhere. For a mere $116/night.
Bertha fumes a little without the in-room coffee maker and a place to plug in her cell phone. I'm struggling a bit sitting down the block, using the WiFi in the car to avoid the ravenous mosquitoe (the "free" WiFi doesn't extend to the actual motel rooms...) But our room has "ambiance". Not the chic' resort kind, but the kind in my old aunt and uncle's house that we used to visit when I was a kid.
Add to that today's delights at the Three Seasons Restaurant, an aptly named place on the upper shore of Lake Michigan, near Manestique. We went there on the recommendation of a local and the food was truly great. I noticed with a mixture of humor and respect a poster of Rosie the Rivetor, up on the wall about the cup racks. The racks held the cafe's collection, carefully resting on their lips, at arms' length so the wait staff could easily reach them. The beauty of it all: very few of the cups matched. Some with burgandy bands, some with green. Some others a plain tan. A few darker silvery color, and a few odd ducks.
I LOVE it.
The world needs more mismatches. We are entirely too "Disney".