Harmony, New England
Passions
Your Guide: Galen Gering
Restaurants and Bars
Book Cafe : You get a pretty solid latte there, and the bran muffins are good.
The Lobster Shack : Good place to get some crab cakes and what not. It's romantic.
Blue Note : The Blue Note has some good jazz. When Eve's not performing brain surgeries or delivering babies, she's in there belting out some high notes.
Seascape Restaurant : That's where Martin Fitzgerald came crashing through the skylight, so it's always a mixed bag of emotions when the Lopez-Fitzgeralds go in there. Even though it wasn't really Martin Fitzgerald, it always brings back those weird memories.
Residences
Crane Mansion :Anything and everything can happen here. Julian Crane, for the most part, rules the roost!
Sheridan's Cottage: We call that the 'love shack'. That's where the action goes down.
Recreation
The Wharf: It's where everyone goes to have their private thoughts. It's a good spot for deep conversation. It's also where the crime is.
Public Works
Harmony Police Station: The computer seems to move location on any given day. There’s always tons of doughnuts to fit the cliché. When you go through the main door of the police station, there’s a little gate that always sticks. It will trip you up when you’re coming in or leaving on high alert. It’s always worth a few takes.”
Harmony Hospital: That place is like all the best hospitals in the world combined. That hospital saves more lives than anywhere. It has the latest technology. Experimental drug cocktails, who has that? Harmony Hospital!
Holy Land
St. Margaret Mary’s Church: It’s where the miracles happen. Midnight Mass, weddings. Someone might even come in on a white horse. Everyone hides their scripts in the pews.
And some fun from SOW:
Going online with Ben Masters:
Do you email your cast mates?
“I have some of their addresses, but I don’t really e-mail much. Galen once sent me an email that was 10,750 bits! It took an hour to download and it was a little 40-second movie of this Japanese guy falling off the bleachers and hitting his head. It was supposed to be funny. I called him up and said, “You son of a bitch! Don’t you ever email me again!”