Birthday Dinner at the Dry Cleaner’s
Birthday Boy and I hopped up to the Mountain to celebrate his crossover status into senior discount territory at Ace Hardware.
Birthday Boy wasn’t sure how he felt about earning the discount.
We had dinner at Ivy Wild, Sewanee’s locavore “elegant casual” dining establishment. Mary Jane, our gracious server, explained that “elegant casual” means, technically, “You must have clothes on.” This is, after all, a university town.
Ivy Wild is located in the space formerly occupied by the town’s laundry-dry cleaning facility. Eddie fondly recalled picking up his disinfected duds there as a Sewanee student in the days before coin-operated washing machines. This is what it looks like now:
Inside, low lighting and lacquered wood tables take the edge off the industrial chic facade. Our delectable meals were prepared from primarily local ingredients including a Hereford beef filet from Murfreesboro and Heritage pork bred on the Mountain by our friends the Barry family. Both were so fresh they tasted like they might have had names a week ago. We also sampled a wedge of Chocolate Lab cheese. (I tried not to think too much about the Chocolate Lab having a name.)
Ivy Wild is a BYOB restaurant. We brought with us an Australian cabernet we tasted on our first trip to Circa, the great new restaurant in Thompson’s Station managed by son Drew. Corkscrew Man was happy to get out of his drawer, and approved of our choice.
By the end of the bottle, homemade almond ice cream and fresh blueberry grilled pound cake, we were happy, too.
Geezer Life has its rewards.
Today we were worthless, which is what we come up here for, after all. Tomorrow, it’s back to Memphis, with a stop at St. George’s in Nashville to worship and see chorister son Nelson. By happenstance, St. George’s is having their annual Blessing of the Pets tomorrow. Gracie the demented lapdog is with us, so I’m wondering . . . should I ask Father Spruill for an exorcism instead?
See you back in Memphis!