17 HUNDRED 90 INN AND RESTAURANT
Summertime, Summertime, Sum, Sum, Summertime. And boy, is it hot! There was no way Ms. Goulash was going to cook anything inside in this weather, so she and Mr. Fettucini headed into downtown Savannah for dinner at the 17 Hundred 90 Inn and Restaurant. Mr. Fettucini, please give us your cool thoughts:
Mr. Fettucini: Wait a minute....OK, I just wanted to sip something cool before I begin. We really enjoyed our evenin' at 17 Hundred 90...and I do mean evenin'. We arrived at 5:30pm hopin' for an early dinner but was told we could sit in the bar area for 30 minutes since dinner doesn't get rollin' until 6:00pm. So, Ms. Goulash and I had a couple of brewski's. At 6:00 sharp, we went into the dinin' room. I ordered a lobster bisque soup appetizer (delicious) and we each had a house salad with raspberry vinagrette, blue cheese and pecans over a spring mix (tasty). Ms. Goulash and I decided to share a roast duckling entree that came with a rice medley and sauteed veggies (nicely done). For dessert, it was a ginger flavored creme brulee and a cappucino. By the time we paid our bill, it was almost 8 o'clock. They don't call here Slo' vannah for nothing. OK, I need to move on to the really good stuff. Ms. Goulash and I didn't make reservations (big deal...there ain't a packed joint in the whole town) so, we were seated right next to the piano playin' singer, Theodocious (Theo). Maybe they thought it was the worst table in the place...but it wasn't and we were her captive audience. She told us she had a song book of over 200 titles. She started out with Unchained Melody, did a couple of Harry Chapin tunes and ended with Ms. Goulash's special request of Otis Redding's Sittin' on the Dock of the Bay. OK, so maybe we could'a taken a few naps in between our food courses if it hadn't'a been for Theo. She really made our night. Sometimes, those little unexpected surprises can make or break an experience. Whoa!!! Did I just say somethin' profound! Wow! I'm startin' to even impress myself.
Ms. Goulash: Mr. Fettucini, now don't get carried away with yourself, dahling. Although, I agree that Theo truly made our night out special. And don't you think that I added a nice little flair to things when I sat on the piano in an attempt to do a duet with Theo. Too bad the waitstaff wasn't impressed with my move. I don't think I really needed the assistance of 2 waiters to get me down...er, I mean help me off, dahlings.
Rating: 1 - 5 I.O.'s (intestinal orgasms)
17 Hundred 90: 3 I.O.'s
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
We Go Out In Savannah
ELE WILMINGTON ISLAND
Mr. Fettucini and Ms. Goulash found their way out to Wilmington Island to dine with some paisano's at Ele, a fine fusion restaurant located at 7815 Highway 80 East. Mr. Fettucini, say something fine for us:
Mr. Fettucini: Ele, what can I say. I heard about this new place (pronounced: Ellie). At first, all I could think about was Ellie May Clampet from the Beverly Hillbillies Show and I thought, OK, another southern dining joint. But boy, was I wrong. Me, Ms. Goulash, Joe T., Mrs. T. and Mr. & Mrs. Smith (I don't think these paisano's are in the witness protection plan but hey, I'm not gonna ask..) all entered Ele and thought we had somehow beamed up to New York. I ain't seen nothin' as hip and sleek as this place in Savannah since Ms. Goulash and I got in our wagon and moved down here. And guess what else! No flipflops! Everyone was dressed to the nines. If the women would'a had big hair, I would'a thought I was back in South Philly steppin' out on the town to the newest hot spot. Let's go out on a limb here and say, this is the newest hot spot. Mrs. T. must'a heard about Ele before hand 'cause she was all decked out in white with a sparkly top (you looked nice, babe). Joe T. had his shades hangin' around his neck (he was ready to be incognito, if need be). The Smith's were all class (like I said, not sure what the deal is with them especially since they were talkin' about movin' out of the country...but again, I'm not gonna ask). We were one sharp party. At one point during the night, the Manager made his way to our table to make sure everything was to our satisfaction. Yeah, we were an impressive group. Now, the food. We all shared a Dancin' Dragon as an appetizer (it can't dance as good as Ms. Goulash, in fact, it didn't dance at all...Ms. Goulash said I needed to have a number of alcoholic drinks before I started seein' it dance). I ordered the Pad Thai. What the heck, I was feelin' a sense of adventure that night. Joe T. ordered a vegetarian plate ( the guy stopped eatin' meat years ago...must'a been something he saw that turned him off to anything bloody...again, no questions here either). Mrs. T. ordered the blackened Mahi Mahi. Mr. Smith had the Chilean Sea Bass and Mrs. Smith, well, I'm not sure what she ordered but it smelled great. All meals were thoroughly enjoyed and the service was excellent.
Ms. Goulash: Dahlings, I ordered the sea scallops in basil sauce. They were absolutely delightful. I really enjoyed getting dressed and going out someplace fabulous. My party outfits are starting to get moth holes, dahlings! ; - b
Rating: 1 - 5 I.O.'s (intestinal orgasms)
Ele: 5 I.O.'s
Mr. Fettucini and Ms. Goulash found their way out to Wilmington Island to dine with some paisano's at Ele, a fine fusion restaurant located at 7815 Highway 80 East. Mr. Fettucini, say something fine for us:
Mr. Fettucini: Ele, what can I say. I heard about this new place (pronounced: Ellie). At first, all I could think about was Ellie May Clampet from the Beverly Hillbillies Show and I thought, OK, another southern dining joint. But boy, was I wrong. Me, Ms. Goulash, Joe T., Mrs. T. and Mr. & Mrs. Smith (I don't think these paisano's are in the witness protection plan but hey, I'm not gonna ask..) all entered Ele and thought we had somehow beamed up to New York. I ain't seen nothin' as hip and sleek as this place in Savannah since Ms. Goulash and I got in our wagon and moved down here. And guess what else! No flipflops! Everyone was dressed to the nines. If the women would'a had big hair, I would'a thought I was back in South Philly steppin' out on the town to the newest hot spot. Let's go out on a limb here and say, this is the newest hot spot. Mrs. T. must'a heard about Ele before hand 'cause she was all decked out in white with a sparkly top (you looked nice, babe). Joe T. had his shades hangin' around his neck (he was ready to be incognito, if need be). The Smith's were all class (like I said, not sure what the deal is with them especially since they were talkin' about movin' out of the country...but again, I'm not gonna ask). We were one sharp party. At one point during the night, the Manager made his way to our table to make sure everything was to our satisfaction. Yeah, we were an impressive group. Now, the food. We all shared a Dancin' Dragon as an appetizer (it can't dance as good as Ms. Goulash, in fact, it didn't dance at all...Ms. Goulash said I needed to have a number of alcoholic drinks before I started seein' it dance). I ordered the Pad Thai. What the heck, I was feelin' a sense of adventure that night. Joe T. ordered a vegetarian plate ( the guy stopped eatin' meat years ago...must'a been something he saw that turned him off to anything bloody...again, no questions here either). Mrs. T. ordered the blackened Mahi Mahi. Mr. Smith had the Chilean Sea Bass and Mrs. Smith, well, I'm not sure what she ordered but it smelled great. All meals were thoroughly enjoyed and the service was excellent.
Ms. Goulash: Dahlings, I ordered the sea scallops in basil sauce. They were absolutely delightful. I really enjoyed getting dressed and going out someplace fabulous. My party outfits are starting to get moth holes, dahlings! ; - b
Rating: 1 - 5 I.O.'s (intestinal orgasms)
Ele: 5 I.O.'s
We Go Out In Savannah
BarFooD
Mr. Fettucini and Ms. Goulash recently dined at a new Savannah spot called BarFood located at 4523 Habersham St. in midtown. Mr. Fettucini, could you please step away from the barstool and begin our review:
Mr. Fettucini: YO! Two things no home can be without...a bar and food. And now, a place we can go to where everybody is gettin' to know my name...BarFood. This joint has a slick look. The bar is marble (hey, give a regular guy a piece of wood and he can carve something great out of it, give an Italian a piece of marble and he can create something beautiful with it...something like a bar top, yeah, now were talkin' beautiful). And the food ain't just ordinary. I ordered a Southern Poo Poo Platter with meatballs, spicy cold shrimp, chicken salad on fried wontons and asparagus wrapped with prosciutto. Holy POO POO y'all. It was good!
Ms. Goulash: Dahlings, I really don't care if everyone knows my name. I prefer to be noticed rather than known. Always go for the mystery, dahlings. I ordered the cheeseburger sliders. Two cute little cheeseburgers with a side of coleslaw. I'm just a sucker for cute little things, dahlings. Isn't that right, Mr. Fettucini?
Rating: 1 - 5 I.O.'s (intestinal orgasms)
BarFood: 3 I.O.'s
Mr. Fettucini and Ms. Goulash recently dined at a new Savannah spot called BarFood located at 4523 Habersham St. in midtown. Mr. Fettucini, could you please step away from the barstool and begin our review:
Mr. Fettucini: YO! Two things no home can be without...a bar and food. And now, a place we can go to where everybody is gettin' to know my name...BarFood. This joint has a slick look. The bar is marble (hey, give a regular guy a piece of wood and he can carve something great out of it, give an Italian a piece of marble and he can create something beautiful with it...something like a bar top, yeah, now were talkin' beautiful). And the food ain't just ordinary. I ordered a Southern Poo Poo Platter with meatballs, spicy cold shrimp, chicken salad on fried wontons and asparagus wrapped with prosciutto. Holy POO POO y'all. It was good!
Ms. Goulash: Dahlings, I really don't care if everyone knows my name. I prefer to be noticed rather than known. Always go for the mystery, dahlings. I ordered the cheeseburger sliders. Two cute little cheeseburgers with a side of coleslaw. I'm just a sucker for cute little things, dahlings. Isn't that right, Mr. Fettucini?
Rating: 1 - 5 I.O.'s (intestinal orgasms)
BarFood: 3 I.O.'s
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