The Last Good Evening

In late September, the tourist season in Snorewood winds down, leaving the town to its year-round residents. Maureen, at The Drowsy Bean, enjoys a quieter evening with familiar faces and a meaningful conversation with Jonah from Groundwork Coffee. Meanwhile, Priya and Marcus at Steady Ground reflect on the successful summer season, particularly the popularity of their new deck, and prepare for the winter months.

Priya discusses adding a Thursday yoga class due to high demand. Bev curates the September book shelf, selecting titles that reflect the season’s weight and humour. Doug, observing the autumn lake, notes its distinct colour, choppiness, and smell, rating it an eight for the first time. The civic texture and memory subcommittee, including Terry, Sandra, Phil, and Gerald, discusses a monument concept, with Terry proposing a bench.

Nik, the town historian, reflects on his decision to stay in Snorewood, a small town where he has found a sense of belonging and purpose. He shares his observations about the town’s residents, their routines, and the small details that make Snorewood unique. Nik emphasizes that the true history of a town lies in its ordinary evenings and the everyday moments that shape its community.

The Butter Tarts

Nik, determined to buy butter tarts from the Ouellette booth, arrived at the market at 10:52 am, hoping to beat the rush. Despite arriving early, he found only one butter tart left by the time he reached the front of the line. After purchasing and savouring the single tart, Nik decided to set his alarm earlier for next week’s market visit.

Gerald, the town historian, gives a talk at the library about the history of Snorewood, emphasizing the importance of the town’s “texture” – the accumulated ordinary evenings and daily routines. Inspired by Gerald’s talk, Terry proposes creating a monument to honour this civic texture. Doug, who has been documenting the lake’s details for eleven years, reflects on the uniqueness of each evening and how the lake’s ever-changing nature challenges the notion of an “ordinary” evening.

On a warm July evening in Snorewood, the lake is a ten for colour, a rare occurrence after eleven years. Bev, Priya, and Nik each experience the evening differently, finding significance in the ordinary. Gerald, documenting the town’s history, realizes the value of capturing the texture of everyday life.

The Historian’s Problem

Gerald, the town historian, is preparing for a public lecture on the history of Snorewood. He struggles to decide where to begin the lecture, as the town’s history is complex and multifaceted. After consulting with Bev, the town’s resident thinker, Gerald decides to start with the lake, as it is the foundation of Snorewood’s existence.

Dani, working at Snorewood, reflects on her temporary job and the town’s agreeable nature that keeps people from leaving. Priya, a yoga instructor, finds solace in the lake’s constancy and teaches stillness to counteract her past restlessness. Doug, dedicated to his lake ratings, experiences a rare nine-out-of-ten rating for the lake and storm’s collaboration. Nik, seeking company during the storm, visits The Drowsy Bean, where Maureen recommends a special drink.

Nik experiences a profound connection to Snorewood during a storm, finding solace in Maureen’s unique drink and the town’s familiar rhythms. Gerald, the town historian, reflects on the significance of this ordinary evening, recognizing it as a testament to Snorewood’s essence and the interconnectedness of its people. He decides to begin his upcoming talk about the town with the lake, acknowledging its central role in shaping Snorewood’s character.

Opening Day

Snorewood’s farmers market opened on a Saturday in early June, featuring 32 vendors including the Ouellettes with their famous butter tarts. Priya ran a booth for Steady Ground, offering information and coffee, with her daughter Asha’s help. Meanwhile, Groundwork Coffee opened on Lakeview Avenue, drawing a line of eager customers to its new location.

Maureen, the owner of The Drowsy Bean, visits a new coffee shop, acknowledging its appeal despite her own shop’s success. Doug, a regular at the farmers market, rates the evening lake as an eight, noting the arrival of summer colours and smells. Bev, the owner of a bookstore, recommends two books for June: “A Room with a View” and “Charlotte’s Web,” reflecting the season’s arrival.

Nik recounts a day in Snorewood, highlighting the farmers market, a new coffee shop, and the arrival of summer. Maureen, inspired by the change in season, creates a new menu for her coffee shop, embracing clarity and authenticity. The episode ends with a sense of anticipation for the summer ahead.

The Roundabout

The Snorewood Gazette, published every Thursday, features a letter from Councillor Terry Bouchard about the roundabout on Maple Avenue. Terry, who believes the roundabout is a success, is frustrated by its detractors and calls an emergency meeting of the Parks and Waterfront Committee. Meanwhile, Maureen, owner of a local shop, is excited about a new coffee shop opening with lakefront seating, seeing it as a potential competitor.

Priya, a yoga studio owner, ends her day with a ritual of saying “Good day” before leaving. Meanwhile, Terry Bouchard, a committee member, presents a detailed defence of the Maple Avenue roundabout to the Parks and Waterfront Committee, using data, historical context, and animated diagrams to advocate for its implementation. Despite the committee’s limited capacity to make immediate decisions, Terry’s presentation aims to create an official record of the roundabout’s merits.

In the small town of Snorewood, residents engage in their evening routines. Doug assesses the lake, giving it an eight out of ten, while Maureen finds contentment in her new home. Bev recommends “The House at Pooh Corner” as a May read, and Nik documents the night’s events, including the lake’s “eight” rating and the arrival of the stars.

The Second Best beach

Snorewood, Ontario, a town of 15,000, is nestled on the northern shore of Lake Ontario. The town boasts a charming downtown with historic brick buildings, eleven coffee shops, and a beautiful beach. Despite being dubbed the “second best beach in southern Ontario,” Snorewood embraces its position with pride.

Snorewood – Official trailer

A bedtime podcast told in gentle, unhurried episodes. Each episode takes place over the course of a single evening in Snorewood — following the town’s residents as they wind down, close up shop, and drift toward sleep. Nothing dramatic ever really happens in Snorewood. That’s the whole point. The humour is soft, the stakes are low, and the pace is slower than the lineup at the new artisanal pour-over place on Birch Street that only seats four people.

Snorewood, Ontario. Population 15,000. Founded 1847. Twinned in 1987 with a town in France that nobody in Snorewood has ever visited, though the sign outside Town Hall mentioning it is freshly repainted every spring.

The town sits on the northern shore of Lake Ontario, roughly equidistant between Toronto and Montreal — close enough to both cities that residents feel cosmopolitan, far enough that they really, genuinely are not. The lake is enormous and dark and beautiful at night, and on very clear evenings you can almost convince yourself you can see the far shore, though you cannot.

Downtown Snorewood is four walkable blocks of century-old brick storefronts. It has a hardware store, a pharmacy, a used bookshop, a seasonal ice cream stand that operates eleven months of the year because the owner, Deborah, tried closing for January once and felt strange about it. And it has coffee shops. Many, many coffee shops. At current count, eleven. For a town of 15,000. Nobody is sure how this happened or how they all survive. Economists from Queen’s University have driven through and frowned.

Two blocks south of downtown, the beach begins. Fine sand, a long wooden pier, a snack bar that closes at six. In summer the tourists come. In winter the lake freezes in strange formations along the shore and the locals walk out onto the ice and stand there quietly, which is a very Snorewood thing to do.