I had dinner with my friend Beverly tonight. I haven't seen her in over a year and a half, and until this past Valentine's Day we'd been out of email contact for a while. She's as beautiful and vivacious as ever. We met at High Cotton, on East Bay, at 7. Dinner was wonderful. We both started with the peach, goat cheese, and arugula salad garnished with prosciutto and walnuts. After that she had the shrimp-stuffed trout with sweet corn, aromatic creamed rice, toasted pecans, and ginger shrimp butter. I had the grilled Kobe flat iron steak with a stuffed potato, spinach, and a goat cheese-topped tomato. We shared a bottle of a really nice Pinot Noir. (You know me well enough by now to know that I have to talk about the food.) :-)
After dinner we walked around the Market briefly to let the meal settle, then went to Kaminsky's for dessert and coffee. (In Charleston, a late night stop at Kaminsky's is always a great way to end an evening.) Beverly had the Toll House Pie and I had the Double Chocolate Hazelnut Torte. (Between the coffee and the torte, I'll be up for a while tonight.) It was almost midnight when we finished.
Beverly is the one who sent me the South Beach diet book. She didn't see me before I started the diet but she says I've lost enough weight. Even though I'm still 4 lbs short of my goal, she's probably right. I'm looking damn good, and I feel great.
I'd love to show you photos but I didn't have my digital camera with me. She had her film camera but it will be a while before the film gets developed. I know she'll kill me but this is a photo from two summers ago when she, her son Brian, the girls, and I met up in New York and had an amazing Father's Day brunch in the revolving restaurant atop the Marriott Marquis Hotel in Times Square. That's her "Did you really have to take that photo?" look.
I hope we can get together more often than we have in the last few years. She lives in Columbia, which is about 100 miles from Charleston. I'll do the driving next time since the next meal is on her. :-)