While I was being good and attending conference sessions on Monday, Bubby, Auntie Nell, Debbie Hafen, and La Dawn Clove went out and about town. It was really quite a lovely day, and they did some exploring. In the photo above, TriNellie are standing in front of the J.J. and Unsinkable Molly Brown home in the downtown area. It is located Pennsylvania Ave, where Molly always wanted to live.
After their trip to see the historic home, they went to the Brown Palace Hotel for high tea. I fear that Bubby is polluting others, because neither Debbie or La Dawn have ever participated in that pleasant ritual. Bubby says it is a beautiful hotel, and they had a lovely time just taking in their surroundings.
Although she is posing with a tea cup in this image, Auntie Nell drank lemonade, rather than tea. I guess only Bubby and Debbie actually enjoyed herbal tea. One day, it is Bubby's fondest wish to take all of her grandchildren, although not necessarily all at once, out for high tea in a beautiful venue.
Debbie is poised behind the three layers of tea treats. Bubby said the scones and clotted cream were outstanding, as good as any she has had. The other treats were good, but not the best ever. The newcomers were overwhelmed with their first experience, and the civility and social reality associated with "ladies of quality" enjoying a dignified repast.
That evening, when the meetings were over, no one had a clear picture of what they wanted to eat for supper, and so Bubby pointed out that she had noticed that Maggiano's Little Italy was just one block away, and off we went. There were 10 of us for supper, and only Bubby and I had eaten there before. I took a photo of the second half of Bubby's baked chicken, portabello mushroom, and sun-dried tomato pasta dish. It was rendered in a cream sauce that immediately gave her the BU. It was incredibly delicious but way too rich. I had the ever delightful eggplant parmasean, and we all split a spinach artichoke hot dip appetizer. All were impressed and over fed, of course. Lesa Pollock's husband, Greg, ordered the lasagna, and although I warned him about portion size at Little Italy, he was till in shock when the dish arrived 5X6 inches and 4 inches high. It was drowned in the most amazing marinara sauce.
This is the irrepressible Shawn Chenoweth. He is loads of fun at these things, and always eats everyone under the table, calling for an ice cream dessert afterwards.
We stepped out the the restaurant and lumbered up the 16th Street Mall looking for incidentals in Walgreens and Rite Aid. I took this photo of the immediate skyline, and we parted company and headed to our accommodations.
Buboppy
2 comments:
I am sure that Auntie Nell and Bubby to were too dignified to breakout into a rousing round of "Belly Up to the Bar Boys." Congratulations on be able to expose a significant portion of you group to the wonders that are Italian food. On that note hooray for food that is designed to make you big. Sorry about Bubby's BU. Never a pleasant experience.
Alyssa is insanely jealous of the "high tea" experience. As you know, she is all about a good tea party!
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