My latest thirst for “whatever adventure I can find” took my husband and me on a day trip to the Blue Ridge Parkway. The mountains are my favorite place on earth and one day I will live there, not today, but one day. We started our drive right outside of Hendersonville, NC. It is such a breathtakingly beautiful scenic route. *Pause* I know, I know. The Appalachian Mountains have NOTHING on the Rocky’s. I’ve been told MANY times by native west coast people. But, I’m an east coast girl and I’m talking about my part of the world. *Unpause* This area of the Parkway has lots of tunnels which is so much fun, but it really made me wish my kids were with us. They would have loved it, you know in between their complaining about wanting to go home and asking why we were riding so far. Ok, well, forget the above thought. Any way, we actually saw something cool and were able to snap a picture of it.
Yep, that’s right. We saw a rainbow BELOW us.
A short drive on the Parkway was enough for me to feel like I did something special, but my husband planned for us to have dinner at the Pisgah Inn. Oh, WOW! It was amazing. The exterior of the place is not impressive, but I guess it doesn’t have to be when the view and food are so good! The place is perched on the side of a mountain. The Dining room is on the back of the building and has huge glass windows across the back wall.
Now, on to the important stuff, like the food. This is what I ordered:
This was the BEST Moscato! It was slightly bubbly and sweet enough, but not too sweet. It was seriously perfect for my taste.
I tried to get a picture of the food as soon as the server brought it to the table, but before I could snap it, my husband took a bite and then another. I had to threaten him with my fork to get him to stop. When I finally got a bite, I realized why he couldn’t stop. It was the best crab cake I’ve ever had. Ever.
This should have been my desert. It was so sweet with the cranberry vinaigrette. I caught myself acting like someone who hadn’t eaten in a week. But, it was so good!
All in all, we had the best time. Mountains and fine dining, what more could this girl ask for? By the time we started home, we were both tired and full. It would have been nice to get a room and stay, but they were booked up. Besides, I had a husband ready to get home. He drove much faster going down the mountain than he did going up. I laughed at his speed (compared to our trip up) and told him I had a song for him. His laughter joined mine as Charlie Daniels crooned,
“”Fire on the Mountain.” Run, boys, run! The Devil’s in the house of the rising sun; Chicken’s in the bread pan picking out dough. Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no.”
And that was our adventure to the Blue Ridge Parkway. If you want more info on the Pisgah Inn, check them out on their website. http://www.pisgahinn.com