Mostly Flirty With A Chance of Summer Luvin'

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I had an inkling that letting those J Crew minis out of their boxes would lead to the possibility of a forecast that was “mostly flirty with a chance of Summer Luvin” but I had no idea that a few short skirts would have me pondering such a famous question . . .

Does the flap of a butterfly’s wings in Brazil set off a tornado in Texas?

And yet there I was. Before I had even managed to settle on tops for my new skirts – “he” had already popped the question:

“You had mentioned that you like to fish. Is that something that you would like to do with me?”

Well kiss my grits Mariah Carey. And shut down the butterfly habitat at Callaway Gardens. The winged beauties have left the building. Flown the coop. Sold the farm. The butterflies . . . well they were doing ALL of their flapping in the stomach of a girl who had just been asked to go fishing. Me!

But first things first. We had to “French!”

And lemme tellya, it was some of the best “frenchin” I’ve ever done. We met for drinks at 39 Rue De Jean, the most adorable little French Bistro. And he was adorably nervous. But that didn’t last for long. After drinks we picked up some French Macarons for my sister and headed to dinner at La Fourchette where the Côtes D’agneau Grillées Dauphinois (Grilled Lamb Chops with Rosemary au Jus, Potatoes, Garlic, Gruyere & Cream Au Gratin and Haricot Verts) were Magnifique! And we ended the evening on the rooftop at Vendue Inn singing Happy Birthday to Mon Petit Bébé sister.

The Toast of our Second Date goes to Emmy Loyd Brooks, who helped me plan the perfect Southern Gentleman’s Day Out. We had lunch at Joseph’s where the European Filet (4oz Filet Mignons on a toasted English muffin with melted Brie & tangy German mustard) is a must! Followed by a razor shave for “him” and a massage for “her” at Old South Barber Spa where you can also have a Skinny Dip or a Scotch. And after that we both fell head over heels . . . for Billy Reid!

The rest of the weekend was amazing! From the Casconcelli Bergamo (Beef, pork & raisin stuffed ravioli in a brown butter sauce) and the best Tiramisu I’ve ever had at Il Cortile Del Re to walking along The Battery and Dancing in the fountain at Waterfront Park. From breakfast at Hominy Grill (where the waitress reprimanded him for making me laugh so hard that I almost lost my chocolate milk) to Margaritas at La Hacienda. 


And (OF COURSE) to a private fishing charter for two that led to Coca-Cola marinated, Coconut/Panko breaded, pan-fried King & Spanish Mackerel under the Live Oaks at Momma’s.

A Toast to one of the most incredible weekends I’ve ever enjoyed, to a brilliant fellow whom I like to call Doctor McSweety, and . . . as they say . . . to many, many more!

aS

Doctor Turvy Suggests . . .

The Van Winkle they served at Billy Reid & Skinny Dipping

(Ooh Girl It Is Sooo) Hot This Week . . .

My sweet Mother, Aunt & "Honey" for everything they do!!!


Second Sunday at Sunset Featuring The Grapevine 

(and my insanely easy & refreshing Bellini Recipe: 1 can Bacardi Fuzzy Navel + 1 bottle of Pearly Bay over ice = HEAVEN)

1776 at Theatre Macon

Charlane Plantation & The Wonderful Plum Sauce Rose Lane contributed to Menus & Venues