Last night I met up with a woman from pastry school, and her young and talented friends. She suggested Limon Rotisserie, which was fabulous. I don't get into town much, and if I did I wouldn't know where to go. She suggested Tablehopper for suggestions. I totally trust her judgment, so I prefer to go straight to the source. Tonight, I'm on my own again, so it's Outerlands for me. My attendance there is getting ridiculous.
Update: Post-dinner bliss. Warm apple, lemon ginger cider. Salad with blue cheese, pears and pecans. Braised pork with kale and red pepper relish over grits. Carrot cake with pecans, caramel.
I took my Saveur. It's a foggy night but not cold. It was way busy, so I sat outside. After dinner I walked the block back to the house. Moon up, sounds of Saturday night beaming through open windows.
Do you see how I am blessed people? Do you see?