Dwayne ordered the chicken fried steak. Hmmm...that sounded interesting, so I ordered the same. I'd best describe it as a mini minute steak, battered and fried. The taste of the batter made me expect the taste of chicken to follow, only it was steak. A little weird, but was pretty good. This place was quite charming.





Did you know that when you ask for a doggie bag down here, they bring the styrofoam container to your table and you pack it yourself? Dwayne says that's the norm. I suppose by doing it that way, you are less likely to forget the container on the table when you leave. Been there, done that!
We head back to reunite with the red beast tomorrow evening. Tonight, we're enjoying some House on TV.
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