Well, pickins' were slim as far as ordering anything that was even close to being good for me. Being a nice place, the menu was limited. (Click on the menu and tell me what you would've ordered!) I ended up with the Chicken French. I know. I KNOW! Drenched in butter and fried to boot. What can I say. I caved. But when everyone ordered dessert - I passed. Well pat yourself on the back, Lora. Big deal.
Ah, but tomorrow is another day so I'll just start up where I left off.
On a lighter note - it was a really beautiful place. Our table overlooked Lake Ontario and the shoreline was shallow for many feet out so the waves were breaking with whitecaps. There was slight pink hue over a portion of the horizon that gave the darkened sky a warm feeling. Reminded me of the ocean which *sigh* I haven't been to in over 3 years..... There were also beautiful gardens and in spite of the slight rainy drizzle, we walked through them and out onto the pier. It was warm and breezy and in spite of the large guilt trip I was laying on myself for being little Miss Piggy - I truly enjoyed myself.
Maybe I need to focus more on the surroundings when I go out and less on the menu. I mean, the food was excellent - but being there was even better. Hmmmm....
