Good morning! Larry and I went to meet friends for dinner at a place, in town, named Fish City Grill yesterday evening. They were packed. As in super busy. When we were finally seated (45-minute wait), the waitress asked if this was our first time there...Larry replied for all of us, yes. A few minutes later the head "chef" brought out a small plate of different samples of the restaurants fare. Four soups and a hardy gumbo. They were really good. That's why I'm confused about the entrees we ordered...Fish and Chips. Can't go wrong with that, can you? Well, I saw that you can...go wrong, that is. A few cold chips and mushy fish. Not a "crunch" in the bunch. Okay, they're new but, even I know...as a somewhat experienced cook, that egg added to flour and milk, and deep fried, doesn't stay crisp...as it cools, it becomes...chewy, doughy. You need a tempura batter for crispness... So as our orders waited for the server to unite us, they, alas...began to cool.
$20.00 a plate times four...equals $80.00+tax plus drinks at $3.49 for one coke and three glasses of lemon and iced water equals $86.60 or 71.96 Pound Sterling.
See where I'm going with this?
We will certainly wait for the restaurant to become well established before going back. The gumbo was really good as was the jalapeƱo potato soup samples. We will return for those but as hubby Larry noticed..."I never saw any rice being served with the gumbo...sacrilege ".Lol
Oh well...it felt good to get out and see our friends, have a beer and coffee next door at our friends son's establishment, Lounge93...(a classy meeting place, not a lizard lounge...lol) and allow our minds to "take a break".
Say hello to our new addition to the family! We don't have her yet...maybe another month... My sister's pug "accidentally was allowed to breed with Tuff...the French bulldog. Throughout all of Ruth Ann's illness, we didn't realize the dogs had "mingled" which led to an unsanctioned union...lolol...The couple that are feeding Ruth Ann's dogs (she raises pugs or did before the cancer happened), came up to the house and told her they heard squealing coming from inside the enclosed kennel. Upon investigation, three tiny babies were found with their loving momma, Mitzi. So, up to the house came the momma and sweet babies!
This is the perpetrator, Tuff, the Frenchie. I'm actually happy he chose to "jump the fence" to find love. Otherwise, I wouldn't have little Lucy? Frankie? Candy? Cookie? Lemon? Apple?
Help! I need a name for a girl puglet/frenchie! lol
This is Miss Mitzi...I looked for the Scarlet Letter but gladly, didn't find one. She is a wonderful mother to the babies. And don't worry, I opened the door to her kennel after I took this photo because if I had done it before I took it, it wouldn't have gotten took! lolol
She's a licker and a kisser...a sweetheart.
The wee ones are about 2 weeks old.
This post wouldn't be complete without our baby Sloane in it!
A blueberry and peach tart I'd made a while back...seriously good.
I guess I'll be going to jail for keeping this bag of cornmeal in my freezer...You know, the "powers that be" totally eradicated Aunt Jamima's face from all products bearing her photo? How dare "they"!! She was a hard worker and deserves recognition for it! I'm so tired of the PC police...
I know it was a brand-named photo but still...For all the Jamima's out there, they hold a special place in my Southern heart.
Hope you all have a sweet and peaceful weekend...
