Rosie and Mr. Hawthorne left the beach
Friday morning.
Mr. Hawthorne dropped me off at Maxine's in Danville.
He went on to see his Mommie.
Usually, I say,
"our respective Mommies."
Sadly, I can't say that anymore.
And it hurts.
Friday was a great treat.
Sister Hawthorne took Brother Hawthorne,
Sister-In-Law Hawthorne,
two of their Grandbaby Hawthornes, and me,
out to dinner for Brother Hawthorne's birthday.
Actually, Brother Hawthorne's birthday
is January 18,
but we celebrated early so as not to diminish
the gloriosity of Martin Luther King Day on Monday.
Here's our party walking down the street
in Halifax, Va.,
going to Molasses Grill.
Here's the menu.
I ordered my unsweetened ice tea
with five pieces of lemon
and got a whole plate of lemon.
Excellent.
Somebody ordered the calamari strips
over a caper, tomato, red onion, butter sauce.
I don't care how you disguise squid,
and how you can call it a fancy name,
it's still bait to me.
The little girls ordered a clam chowder.
I tasted it.
Watery.
No body.
Unimpressive.
Sweet potato fries with a spicy dipping sauce.
Didn't blow my skirt up.
Wait a minute.
Where'd that shrimp come from?
I ordered the mixed green salad with spiced pecans,
bleu cheese, and a buttermilk dressing.
The dressing was too salty for my taste.
And there was too much dressing on the salad.
I forgot to ask for the dressing "on the side."
Oh you beautiful little girls.
Come to my house
and let me make you REAL clam chowder.
Remember years ago,
when we made bread together?
Sure you do.
That was some good bread.
Brother Hawthorne, the little girls, and I
took a stroll outside while waiting for our entrees.
Brother H. is always restless.
He can't stay in one place for too long.
Have you looked into ADD, Brothah?
This was A.J.'s platter - pan fried chicken breast over pepper jack grits.
Elle had the shrimp and grits.
The three adults had sweet potato crusted
salmon fillet
with over-grilled asparagus
with a wine butter sauce.
(I don't consider myself an adult.)
I ordered the seared sesame yellowfin tuna
with wasabi, grit cake, ginger stir fried greens,
and a sweet and sour garlic sauce.
I asked for the tuna medium rare.
And I got seared cold raw tuna.
Perhaps something is amiss with my palate,
but I didn't get any love from the sesame
or from the greens
or from the ginger
or from the chili garlic sauce.
I'm guessing that the little green dots
on the tuna
is the wasabi.
I don't know.
I'm sure this place has wonderful food.
I just didn't order it last night.
Brother Hawthorne,
enjoy the pictures.
Here's Elle and dessert.
The little girls shared a chocolate mousse.
I had a bite
and it was very good.
Sometimes the company is more important than the food.
ReplyDeleteMar, dear, the company is ALWAYS more important than the food.
ReplyDeleteLovely, enjoyable photo stream, Rosie.
ReplyDeleteFunny.. didnt make my skirt fly up.. Ill have to remember that line.