I love my
neighborhood. Not just because it is close to everything while, at the same
time, being a bit off the beaten path. Not just because it is quiet and serene,
and that I love my cozy, light-filled house. It is mostly because I love my
neighbors! Remember when you were a little kid, before predators, and you could
walk down the street at any time of the day or night and feel completely safe?
When you knew everyone, and when you felt like socializing all you had to do
was simply walk out the door? It's like that. I have met some of the most
amazing women in the three and a half years that I have lived here. We meet
once a month at a local cafe for coffee, and sometimes we meet for wine and
cheese (or whine and cheese, it all depends), and then sometimes we go on lunch
and shopping jaunts.
Last week was the latter when fifteen of us traveled in a three-SUV convoy to Wildwood, MO for lunch at Imogene's and shopping at Three French Hens. Imogene's was a cute place with a lovely shop, but for me and another woman who ordered the exact same thing, lunch was forgettable. I had the pricey combination of lobsterless lobster bisque and a cold crab cake. Cold. Weird, I know. (Those I make at home are so much better and equally as cute. Oh, and they are warm! Find the recipe here.) When I dine out I tend to order something that I wouldn't ordinarily make at home, but I have to tell you that I was really eyeballing the BLT that someone at the end of the table had ordered after one bite into my crab cake.
Last week was the latter when fifteen of us traveled in a three-SUV convoy to Wildwood, MO for lunch at Imogene's and shopping at Three French Hens. Imogene's was a cute place with a lovely shop, but for me and another woman who ordered the exact same thing, lunch was forgettable. I had the pricey combination of lobsterless lobster bisque and a cold crab cake. Cold. Weird, I know. (Those I make at home are so much better and equally as cute. Oh, and they are warm! Find the recipe here.) When I dine out I tend to order something that I wouldn't ordinarily make at home, but I have to tell you that I was really eyeballing the BLT that someone at the end of the table had ordered after one bite into my crab cake.
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| The lobster-less Lobster Bisque with shrimp garnish. Honestly, they could have used a shred of lobster for garnish instead of shrimp. |
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| The pretty but cold Crab Cake. The relish was tasty, but this could have taken the heat and been a lot better. |
But, food aside, it was a fun and lively lunch. I expected to enjoy it more
than the shopping, something that may sound strange, but I honestly didn't
think there was a thing that would interest me at the shop because, first of
all, it tends to be a bit pricey and, second, I just didn't need anything. Boy,
was I wrong. I often shop to get ideas. So largely, for me, shopping is just
wandering and thinking, thinking and wandering. That's it. I am struggling with
a rather long and narrow-ish entry hall, trying to figure out just what to do
with it because I'm not particularly over the moon with what I have currently
done, so this interested me. Not $800 worth, but enough to have me giving
thought to a wall-mounted rather than free standing unit.
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| I really liked this wall-mounted shelf/table and all of the accessories. I think I would have had to sell a kidney to have been able to afford everything. |
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| One of the many pretty tablesettings throughout the shop. |
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| I was entranced by this place setting with the cloche, but then wondered just what one would do with it after uncovering the food. Pretty, but probably not practical. |
As we were about to leave, I wandered past the fall display, muttering under my
breath just how ridiculously early it was to be displaying fall things. And
then these appetizer plates caught my eye. Well! I had to have these!
They were unique and affordable and would work equally well for Halloween as
they would Day of the Dead, so I collected four, and then backtracked to where
I had seen some placemats that I'd liked and got them too. I was thrilled.
I do
think, though, that my purchase of the skull plates rather scared one of the
women who looked from them to me, gave a bit of a nervous laugh, and then
slowly backed away from me. No problem. I like to keep people guessing.
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