Following my cousin's visitation at the church on Friday night, my family and I ate at the Mustard Seed Cafe at the Depot. After a day of travel and emotion, it was a time to just sit and be in a restaurant that was open late.
Once upon a time, one of our relatives had an antique/furniture restoration business there. And of course, before that, it was a train depot.
It isn't a large space, more like a cozy space. Little lights and pictures hanging from the ceiling. An easy place to order for the family vegetarians.
I knew, of course, that there is now alcohol served at a couple of restaurants in town, but this was my first time actually experiencing it. Surely it was controversial at the time it was implemented. I wonder, did it take more than one vote to get it through? Was there a vote or did it happen some other way?
At any rate, I enjoyed the pumpkin flight, four seasonal beers, all of them good, a nice touch with my vegetarian flatbread.
2 comments:
My condolences on your loss. It gets harder each time we lose someone --at our age.
I feel the clock ticking.
It was a bittersweet occasion. It was so nice to sit with the family after so long for a nice dinner. But it was so sad to go to Bluffton and not see Gregg. There is no way to properly express what a gift he was to our family.
-Sarah
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