Since my birthday is on Sunday this year, I had planned weeks ago where I wanted to go: CLASSIC ON NOBLE. Oh yeah. We were so excited to share this with Mema for the the first time, too. It's funny, I told Travis when he was talking about buying my gifts (which, again, I'm VERY pleased with this year), he said, "I hate when you all come back from Birmingham because you've bought what I got." I said, "Travis, you did GREAT. I really just like: clothes, shoes, jewelry...and food, sweets particularly. I cannot have enough of any of that." Well, that would be false. I've had more than my fair share of food today, but it was worth it. Here's some pictures of our wonderful time at lunch.
So sweet.
So sweet.
Mom and Mema wanted me to take this and send it to Linda because she, too, loves this place. Good friends, aren't they? Eveything is better when you can hold it over your friends' heads.
This is my plate--one of them. Sigh...I should be ashamed. I wanted to eat everything, but I got so full so fast. I HATE that. Bottom left corner, hands down, best thing: grits!! There is so much goodness in those that they should be illegal.
This is my dessert plate. :) When I went to make my choice(s), there was no one lined up at the long table, which is a miracle. So I stalked from one of the table to the other several times like a lion on the hunt until I decided what I wanted. I didn't eat it all. I really just wanted a taste of it all, but the chocolate cake and apple pie were insane.
This is me telling my story of the ca-ra-zy looking "guy" working at the MAC counter yesterday wearing his dress and RED contacts. Scary!!
And 3 (Note 2 things: One--Sage's front tooth is hanging by a thread. It is completely useless as a front tooth right now, but she's refusing to pull it out. So she does that with her tongue to move the tooth. Two--out of all 3 takes, who is ready in all of them? Yep.)
My beautiful girl by my favorite part of Classic. I will say that I didn't have it this time though. It's so messy that I pretty much embarrass myself trying to eat anything from it every time. Gasp--I AM older!
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