I am visiting Winstom-Salem with my friend to attend an old friend's wedding. Of course we are too snobby to stay at the recommended La Quinta, so we opt for the Mariott in Old Town. "Great!", we think. "We'll see the little old town, art galleries, treat ourselves to dinner - it will be fun."
On my blackberry we discover a little place only a block away that is highly recommended for a nice night out on the town, with live Jazz! "Eclectic and interesting with great food." Sounds perfect! Not really. Or I'm a snob. Yep, probably that.
We get all dressed up in our fun-night-out attire appropriate for the East Coast, but probably only for DC or farther north. We make reservations and show up to find that we are so drastically overdressed that we get stares. Not only are we essentially wearing black from head to toe, but we are not wearing jeans or sweatpants. Oh well. Dress the part.
And, no, there is no live Jazz. But there is a live band - playing Rocky Mountain High as local townsters clog in the front of the restaurant.
The college-aged waiter is aiming to convince us that he is an actor and heading for New York, recommends dishes that taste like they were microwaved and finally asks "So, I assume you are going to finish this bottle right?", pointing to the "delicious" wine he recommended. ha. Yes.
While I sarcastically relay this, we did in fact have a fantastic time.
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