Well, of course I love dining in the dark. I love dining any time of the day or night, for pete’s sakes. Anyone who knows me knows that about me. I am, shall we say, a “foodie.” However, I do believe I am supposed to be commenting about the Aiken Dining in the Dark dinner that we just attended last week end, not my own prominent inclinations towards food.
Here’s the deal in a few words: Wow, fabulous, and fun. Those people down there sure know how to put on a good party (even if I did only get a bowl of ice- that chicken sure smelled good, let me tell you) Anyway, I have lots of new friends including Tommy Pinkney and Ross Desmond from the Reserve Club together with all of their staff. What a great job they did for MIRA. I love them.
My friend the ventriloquist, Steve Brogan, stopped in, too, and he sure gave the folks in attendance something to laugh about. What is it about those dummies, anyway? (I have always wanted to say that about someone, but Bob says it’s only polite when you are talking ventriloquism) Anyway, I laughed so hard when the old guy came out of the box and started complaining about everything that I almost had to excuse myself from under the table – until I realized that no one was looking at me under the table. Oh, well….
So, just wanted to report in and tell you that it was a great time in Aiken. I really loved the Sunday brunch that Malissa fixed for us – especially those little sausage biscuits. Did you all wonder why I kept wandering into in the kitchen? And it wasn’t even dark…..
Well, gotta go. Roanoke and the UniSelect Golf tournament is calling.
Devon (the road warrior) Baillie