Frankly, this was so good that I’m amazed I am able to construct sentences about it. But I had an awful lot of road to cover. A lot of awful, awful road. I had hoped that detouring and taking US-31 would save me from much of the stultifying boredom of I-65… Continue reading »
About a year ago, I expressed a little petulant dismay that the first out-of-state restaurant that we featured on this blog was in Jacksonville, Florida, a town that I’d never visited before, in the state that I love to hate. A small part of that pouting came about because I had hoped to have one … Continue reading »
