Sitting pretty. That’s what customers will find behind glass cases of Middleburg’s Finest Chocolates. Rows and rows of artisan chocolates beautifully sculpted to tempt chocoholics or satisfy anyone on the hunt for a cocoa fix.
As an experienced entrepreneur, Stephanie Yowell was looking for a local business to run. She decided on Middleburg’s Finest Chocolates, previously known as Shenandoah Fine Chocolates, and purchased the business last Sept. 15. A Culpeper native, Main Street quaintness is in her blood so it was a natural fit to land her new venture on Middleburg’s Washington Street.
Here’s a story that merits attention. It involves an insidious and apparently increasingly common threat known as the Lone Star tick. Originally identified in Texas, it’s now made its way up the east coast, and for some, its bite can trigger a serious allergic reaction.
Dr. Martin Harrell knows plenty about pain. That’s his medical specialty—pain management— but as he sat in his tent on the side of a mountain last month, shivering in subzero temperatures made even colder by 25-mile-an-hour winds, surely he had to ask himself “what am I doing here?”
Not really.
Quite the contrary, Harrell was having the time of his life trying to ascend an Argentina mountain—Aconcagua in the Andes—and its 22,800-foot peak, the highest summit in South America and the highest mountain outside of the Himalayas.
Millwood’s post office was once a gas station and service center, and apparently a very popular place to spend an afternoon.
“It had a wood stove and a pool room,” said Laura Rodgers, Millwood’s postmaster. “Locals would hang out and play pool and keep warm by the fire.”
Matt Foosaner knows about Mission Critical Communications requirements — the rapid
response set-up of specialized equipment, the deployment of unique satellite and on-the-ground infrastructure, and the highly skilled personnel needed in order to transmit and share information during disasters and high level national security events.
For more than 70 years, Dog Patch Farm has been a haven for strays…two- and four-legged.
Owned for many years by the Maloney family, the farm off the Springs Road in Warrenton has been a welcoming home for dogs, horses, family and friends for four generations.
The Duffey name is quite familiar to many of my fellow long-time Middleburg residents, mostly because it belonged to two old homes on Washington St.
One of them, the Anna Duffey house, is still standing. That’s where the Sporting Gallery, with so many wonderful paintings displayed on its walls, has been located for 37 years. The other Duffey home was owned by Ned Duffey. It was right across the street from the Methodist church, and sadly was razed to make room for a corner of the Safeway parking lot many years ago.
This is an excerpt from the new book, The Confederate Chronicles
Cavalry Troopers Furman and Carter tied their horses to one of the white metal barriers in front of the Exxon station store across the street from the Middleburg Country Inn and entered the Tiger Mart. The very hungover Trooper Furman suddenly filled with delight and animation. He greeted the clerk grandly and asked, “Which way to the Ice Crackling beverages, my good man?”
You’ve heard those never-ending lawyer jokes, especially the genre that begins: “You know you need a new lawyer when you meet him in prison.” Or: “You know you need a new lawyer when he tells you his last case was a Budweiser.”
And one more: “You know you need a new lawyer when he picks the jury by playing duck-duck-goose.”
