Papillote, oh Papillote, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
The duck confit burger, which I previously declared the best ever, has a little competition in the way of a grilled salmon sandwich prepared with fresh salmon, mozzarella, cucumber, tomato confit & pesto with a lemon basil cream. Served with a side of mixed green salad and homemade garlic parsley dressing, washed down with unsweetened ice tea and lemon.
It is a beautiful day to enjoy French food in downtown Savannah, y'all.
As I type this, Sadie is probably getting primped and preened for her return home. This weekend, we took a jaunt up to the Queen City - aka Charlotte, NC - for a little R&R. Racin' and Refinement.
Peter cashed in on his Christmas present of a day driving stock cars at the Richard Petty Driving Experience. He participated in the "King's Experience," which meant he got to drive solo in a race car 18 times around Charlotte Motor Speedway.
Here's what 145 miles per hour looks like....what a rush!
The day after our NASCAR experience, we decided to do something a bit more cultural, so on the recommendation of a friend, we headed over to the new Bechtler Museum of Modern Art. It's only been open a few months and is an impressive collection of modern art. While modern art is not necessarily my forte, I have developed an appreciation for it. Here is one of my favorite pieces from the collection, Projet Pour un Monument a W.C. Fields by Max Ernst. That's W.C. Fields on the right, Mae West in the middle and, I'd like to think, Max Ernst winking through his kaleidoscope on the left:
The Bechtler collection reflects most of the important art movements and schools from the 20th century with a deep holding of the School of Paris after World War II. The collection comprises mid-century modern art in various media by artists such as Alberto Giacometti, Joan Miro, Jean Tinguely, Barbara Hepworth, Paul Klee and Andy Warhol. Only a handful of the artworks in the Bechtler collection have been on public view in the United States, and it was even featured in Sunday's New York Times travel section.
Outside there is a sculpture that greets visitors on the museum’s plaza. Niki de Saint Phalle’s Firebird is monumental in scale, three times the average human height and covered with mirrors. Very cool.
And across the street, adjacent to a public library, is a beautiful park with literary-related signs, garden sculptures and cherry blossom trees, tulips and pansies in full bloom.
In addition to all of the artsy-fartsy stuff, we did our part to help boost Charlotte's economy by shopping at IKEA, Nordstrom and Cole Haan.
Although we had a great time away, Peter summed it up last night when he said simply: "I miss Sadie."
I read an interesting story in today's Atlanta Journal Constitution about a bulldog in Tennessee that chewed the tires and bumper off of a police officer's cruiser.
Officer Clayton Holmes said he had stopped to work on a report when he felt his car shaking. He got out to investigate and what he found was a bulldog chewing on his patrol car.
The dog chewed two tires and the entire front bumper off of the car.
The dog also attacked two cars belonging to private citizens driving by and a second police car that arrived at the scene during the incident.
OC spray and a taser was used on the dog, but nothing stopped it.
Tomorrow my mom will be helping again with the fine folks at Coastal Pet Rescue. They're having an adoption day at the Ace Hardware on Wilmington Island, so if you need to find a pet to love, please drop by between 11 a.m. and 3 p.m. tomorrow!
Here's just one of the babies available for adoption. Cane reminds me of my friend Kate, may she rest.
Click here to see all of the available dogs and puppies for adoption and here to see all of the kitties available. Maybe my mom will get my a kitty of my own since none of the ones in the neighborhood seem to want to play with me. This one named Salem seems friendly enough:
Well, a hound can dream, can't she? My mom hopes to see you there!
Last night on my walk, I came across my friend Star Kitty, who hangs out at Steven & Yvette's house all the time. I almost didn't see him, because his eyes match the grass.
Star Kitty isn't like most cats, because he is not afraid of me at all! However, he didn't like it when I got over-excited at the possibility of making a new friend and let out a few hound dog barks.
Hi everybody! Sorry I have been so absent lately from the dogo-blogosphere. My mom went on a trip to Texas to see Onslo and Hyacinth, or as I call her, "Faye the Great." She is going to write about her trip for all of her loyal readers (hi Brian!) this weekend.
While she was gone, I had to spend some time at the vet, because my pa was too busy at work to come home and let me out in the middle of the day. I really didn't mind though because they love me and take good care of me. They've been in business in Savannah for 100 years - that's a loooong time in dog years - and Dr. McCorvey is the fourth generation in her family to practice veterinary medicine.
Luckily for me and my pa, his work slowed down a bit on Saturday so he came and picked me up early. He even came to pick me up in my favorite ride:
It made quite the impression on all the vets and vet techs at Case!
Last night was the first chance my mom has had since she's been home to take me on a walk. Would you believe we spotted the first daffodils of the season?
That can only mean one thing - spring is right around the corner! Longer days and longer walks and more squirrels to chase...I can hardly wait!
