Saturday, July 24, 2010

Southern Style

So last night I wanted to try Ray's Hell Burger.  When we got to Ray's there was a line down the sidewalk, around the corner of the building, and through the woods.  So... we left and went on a search for food elsewhere.  We came upon another restaurant called Red Hot & Blue.  This was another place I had been wanting to try so we pulled in.


As soon as we walked in my mouth began to water for all things delicious, southern, and covered in sauce.  We were escorted to a table in the middle of the restaurant near a private room.  The private room was exploding with people everywhere enjoying themselves in some good ole southern style hospitality.  I immediately put odds on a rehearsal dinner.

Our waitress came over and took our drink orders.  I ordered a diet coke. 

This is my diet coke.

After a starter of sweet potato fries covered in brown sugar, I enjoyed pulled pork with baked beans.  My husband enjoyed a plate of ribs.

While we were waiting for our check the private party (which was full of people with shirts that said "TEXAS" and "Don't Mess with Texas") got a little more rowdy when they called their minister in to "give a blessin' for the grub".  The bride and groom stepped out after the blessin' (I won the bet) and stood next to our table to discuss why grandma wasn't wearing a bra.

Once our bill arrived, we finished our drinks and headed home.

Mine.



 
                                                                              My husband's.              

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