In September, 1870, while Prussian soldiers were trying to starve Paris into surrender, Claude Monet was in Normandy with his wife, Camille, and their son, Jean, looking for a boat out of France.
On a cloudy afternoon in Peterborough, New Hampshire, apron-wearing workers emerged from a green nineteen-fifties lunch car, stood behind a banner that read “The Peterboro Diner Welcomes You to Grover ...