Speaking of dinner — we went to a favorite of ours, El Jefe's Taqueria in Cambridge. I got a Jarritos with my tacos, thinking of Jake who stayed at home this trip.
Content about dinner
The four of us went to dinner at Inside the Five in Perrysburg tonight, after Jake's shift there. It's rare we get to eat out together like that, so it was really nice to just sit around the table and talk. I had a Tijuana Bagpipes, which Inside describes as a "Cinnamon and Coffee Scottish Ale." I had no trouble putting it down, but probably won't order it again.
Renee and I had dinner at the Middle Grounds tonight, a favorite of ours that we've been going to for years. The boys are usually with us, so I've always avoided the mango encrusted grouper, since Jake is allergic to mangos. He's not with us on this trip, so I decided to give it a try, and realized on closer inspection of the description that it's actually Jake's worst nightmare—mango and pistachio in the same dish (he's allergic to both)!
It was delicious, by the way. ;-)
Visiting a favorite of mine for dinner tonight—Ted Peters, which is famous for its smoked fish. Renee has never been a fan but was willing to go. She got a hamburger, but tried my smoked salmon. She actually liked it, and vowed to order the smoked Mahi next time we go. And she loved the German potato salad.
The Mexican restaurant at the end of the street — Agave — has become one of our favorites over the last several years, but you have to go early because it always gets crowded. Renee and I were ready for an early dinner tonight after rolling into town early this morning, so it seemed like a logical choice.
Salsa, tacos, and beer. And a bit of ice cream for dessert. Perfect dinner.
Atmosphere, people, food, and drink—dinner tonight hit the mark in every category. Without even a hint of exaggeration, our dinner at Lahaina Grill tonight was one of the best meals I've ever had. Maybe even the best ever. I had the Monchong, btw, which was phenomenal. And two Macallan 15's.
Occasionally I find myself in St. Pete Beach without Renee. It's not the same without her, of course, but one perk of the solo trips is having smoked fish at Ted Peters. It's just not her thing, so we never go when we're down here together.
Well, I've been down here for work the last couple days, and I'm heading home tomorrow. So smoked salmon, German potato salad, and Miller High Life in a frosted mug was an easy call.