One of my favorite areas around Santa Rosa Beach is Seaside — a town that is so creepily perfect that it served as the background for most of The Truman Show set.
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From good ol’ Wiki:
Seaside is an unincorporated master-planned community on the Florida panhandle in Walton County, between Panama City Beach and Destin. The town has become the topic of slide lectures in architectural schools and in housing-industry magazines, and is visited by design professionals from all over the United States.
While Seaside is fun to visit, I have a feeling that all that perfection might get tiresome afterawhile and a dorky klutz like me would stick out like a sore thumb. But that doesn’t mean I can’t take advantage of the town’s perfection while I’m there!
Figure A: The Pizza Bar.
After getting stuck in the rain (guess you aren’t so perfect after all, Seaside!), this pizza joint spoke to the Mister and I like a message from the Lord himself. And we’re not ones to ignore the Lord.
The Pizza Bar was a cool, hip place to dry off from the rain and recharge our batteries.
As I evaluated the menu, I immediately knew that I wanted the Farmer’s Market Pizza, topped with market veggies and arugala. One might even say it was in God’s plan.
Thank goodness.
When it comes to main courses, I’m not a “stick-to-your-ribs” kinda gal (I save that for my desserts). I prefer lighter dishes jam-packed with veggies and lean protein. Nine times out of ten, I opt for a large dinner salad topped with chicken or fish. But sometimes big-boy meals are necessary. You know, for the times where not only your stomach, but your SOUL (too far?), yearns for more sustenance. Last week, I found myself in one of the times.
Luckily, the Mister and I had decided to go to Hoggy’s for lunch. Their open faced pulled-chicken BBQ sandwich fit the bill. Served on buttered Texas toast and along side grilled corn and asparagus, this meal wasn’t for sissies.
Finger licking good.
What is your go-to “big-boy” meal?
Remember when the Mister and I kicked off our babymoon with a Northstar Cafe breakfast? No? Well you can re-read it here.
Anyway, we paid another visit to Northstar this past weekend. This time, we decided we’d see what they could do with lunch.
No disappointments here.
Salad contained: mixed greens, dates, goat cheese, roasted chicken, almonds, corn, avocado and tomatoes (reminds me of another salad favorite!). Served with a huge chunk of freshly baked bread that I’m fairly certain Jesus himself might eat every day up in heaven. No butter required — and how often do I say that? Correct answer: never.
The simple fact, really, was that I was too lazy to walk back up to the counter and ask for some. Instead, I scarfed down the bread and then realized that just this once, I didn’t miss the butta. Could it be because I was too busy dipping it in the lemon oil vinaigrette dressing? Or calculating how much I would need to fix myself a bath of it? You betcha.