Fae and I decided to have a date night and the kids are old enough to leave alone at this point so we took ourselves out to dinner, but couldn’t decide where to go.
We drove around trying to narrow it down, getting a menu at one place and finally deciding on a diner in town that serves grits.
Sitting at the table, going thru the menu, I settle on country fried steak and eggs and Fae decides on biscuits and gravy. “I wonder if they have apple butter?” she says… And it hits us both at the same time.
Cracker Barrel. OMG. We love it, but can’t go with gillian because the place is one big gluten bomb.
We had ordered coffees already do I throw down a few bucks and we hightail it out to the Cracker Barrel.
Got my country fried steak and eggs and grits and hash casserrole and MAN was it good.
A night out with the wifey, good food, and good talk.