Clifton Mill is beautiful, I’ll admit that. But there’s something about it that kinda annoyed me. I think it was trying a little too hard to be quaint. It’s one of the largest grist mills still in existence, built in 1869.
We at lunch in the dining room after a 20-minute wait in the gift shop. My cheeseburger, after I removed two wilted and browned pieces of lettuce, was acceptable but not great.
I think the thing that bugged me the most was the Christmas lights. The mill is known far and wide for its Christmas light display and, apparently, they never take the lights down. There were strings of plastic Christmas lights draped across almost every exterior surface. If you zoom in on the second photo, you can see them everywhere.