Someone on this blog once asked if I had a job. And I do. I have two jobs. Which is why I don’t blog very often and when I do it’s often days after the fact. But, you know what they say, better late than never. So without further ado: Saturday tea at Screen Door. In a word, delightful.
First course: sweet potato scones with smoked apple butter. Light and crumbly perfection they were, though I didn’t necessarily care for the smoked flavor of the apple butter.
Second course: Teeny sandwiches (pictured). From left to right: Texas slaw and avocado on a mini corn muffin; pepper Jack, spinach, and wild mushroom on house-made brioche; pulled braised beef with sweet onion and horseradish aoili on a baby cheddar biscuit; Amarosa tomato filled with goat cheese and marinated cucumber.
Third course (pictured above): Petit fours. I squealed with delight when I saw the dish come out.
A few other things of note. The china was a dainty sweet pink and green pattern. If I recall correctly it was Haviland. Each course was paired with a choice of tea. The meal was prix fixe, with a choice of Miss Melanie or Miss Scarlett. The latter, only a few dollars more, included a glass of champagne or a mint julep. We all turned our noses up at the mere mention of a mint julep, having tried it once in New Orleans and decided it was, well, the most disgusting thing ever. The server talked us into it, however, assuring us that this was like no other. And she was right. It gave mint juleps a new name.
Also, there was a smokin’ hot dish behind the bar who commented on my dress. If you are him: E-mail me.
