As a blogger passionately dedicated to unearthing all of Charlotte’s culinary delights, I do feel a bit guilty about already venturing west in search of good food. But we all know (well, anyone from around here) that a mere two hours outside of our Queen City there is a funky little mountain town called Asheville, that truly is a mecca for us foodies (and vampires too, but clearly that’s for another blog).
This past weekend, I was lucky enough to eat my way through Asheville and have to say, both my husband and I were a bit apprehensive when my dear friend Natalie (an Ashveville local) suggested a TAVERN for dinner. My husband actually pulled me aside and said, “Bar food?? I want something better than bar food!” (a proud moment for me, we ARE making progress with him!). The suggestion came after my husband’s flat out refusal to eat at the Laughing Seed (while I am working on his palate, we still have a long way to go before I can get him to enjoy, or even appreciate, a fully vegetarian restaurant). I too was a bit concerned that Natalie was just suggesting this restaurant to appease the caveman’s need for fried jalapeno poppers and beer.