Stage two: Regular use

Stage one: Experimentation

 It's like the WaDuke of UNC.  Maybe minus the golf course ... unless, of course, there is a golf course hidden somewhere.  Places around Franklin are sometimes bigger (longer, deeper...) than I expect.
Dad bought not one, but two, Groupons to this place.  During a time (end of summer) when I was want of exercise and helplessly packing on the pounds.  [Thought I could correct both issues, but such is the life of a live-at-home-graduate, huh?]

Some sort of peach jam reduction thing with a piece of some type of cheese and a dusting of pistachio was our amuse bouche.  Essentially cheese and fruit - that's all I gotta know, that's all I need.

Fried oyster appetizer (and the foie gras hidden in the background).  Had to stop at two because sharing is (unfortunately) caring.  Made/makes me want a po-boy.  And now I want to go to New Orleans.

North Carolina Day Boat Catch.  I'm pretty sure all the man had to say was roasted cauliflower and pesto.  I don't even remember what kind of fish it was.  Usually at these sorts of fancy restaurants, I'm more inclined to ogle the appetizers.  The main courses usually seem so dense before I even see the dish, and then I lose my appetite, and then I go back to looking at the appetizers, and when I push away the feeling, I can go back to looking at the supporting roles of the mains (in this case, roasted cauliflower and pesto) to decide what I want.
Do I seem like a complicated person?

So overstuffed, we couldn't even think about the dessert menu (both times), but I was okay with it.  Amelia is slowly weaning herself off her sweet tooth.
Aka, I might have gone home to snack on cinnamon raisin bread or something.

This is actually from the dining table of Samantha's home.  I include it for two reasons.
1. When I scrolled through my pictures, I thought this was part of Carolina Crossroads... and I was a bit confused.
2. Everyone needs a friend who hosts fabulous tea parties despite it being a rainy day.  Fact.