So, yesterday I turned 30. A big event, right? I tend to think of it as just another day, I have never really been a huge birthday person. However, Byron surprised me! For all of you that know me, you know how much I HATE surprises. Cannot stand them! I think it has something to do with me being a control freak, who knows. But, he told me we were leaving the house at a certain time, dropping Louisa off at the babysitters and then going to dinner at a place that came highly recommended but he wouldn't tell me. Ouch. First of all, I thought we were just going to eat Mexican (which I could never tire of) so I was instantly "put-off" in the whole control thing. I mean, what did I need to wear, who would be there, WHERE were we going and what kind of cuisine, etc. But, I did my best to suck it up and enjoy myself and try to steer clear of the anxiety of not knowing something. Ugh. So, before I get into this story, let me just start with some explanations. Jackson, MS is a place like no other. This town is different than any town I have EVER lived in. It is not somewhere that I want to stay, but it is doing just fine for the time being. But I mean, I just don't get this town half the time. We went to a restaurant that came recommended for the food, the atmosphere and the dining. Well, I will say the food was good, the atmosphere DEFINITELY kept us talking and laughing and the dining....well, hmm. Just keep reading. I have posted a blog before about a restaurant in Jackson that we went and ate at that came highly recommended and we left HIGHLY disappointed and confused. If you want, you can check that out here. Once again, I will not name the place, but for those of you that have been there, I am sure you will recognize it.
Okay, so we get downtown...Clue #1, there is NOTHING in downtown Jackson. Well, there is this restaurant and on a run-down street that quite frankly I am scared of parking my Honda, it is lined with Mercedes, Lexus SUV's and BMWs (which for you non-Jackson dwelling folks is the norm for driving here). So, I am thinking this is going to be a good place. Now, we walk in the door and I am all about a hole in the wall place being good to eat, but this was taken to a new level. It just looked dingy and filthy. And it was jam-packed FULL of those people I like to call "V..." (which I will also keep to myself) It was tiny, and while we waited for a table I asked the hostess where the bathroom was since I didn't seem to see any doors there except the exit and the kitchen doors and this is when it all went downhill. This is how she replied, and I am not even kidding. "Yes, just go outside to the security guard and he has a key and will let you in." I'm sorry, am I at the 7-11 or am I at a fancy restaurant? Well, I had to go, so I found the security guard and followed him OUTSIDE of the place half a block to a shady door right beside a foul-smelling dumpster and he said, "for 70 years folks were walking straight through the kitchen to go to the bathrooms until the Health Department put a hold on that." Hmmm. Well, he opens the door and there is a giant stairwell that just screams "welcome to a crack house." Here is a picture (yes, I took pictures, it was THAT bad, however I will warn you...although I LOVE Sambo my BlackBerry, he is not my Nikon) of the stairwell, looking down to the door on the street. Yikes.
So, you get to the top of the rickety staircase, I mean, I had to put my foot sideways on some of the steps they were so skinny and steep, this is what is in front of you. NOT even kidding. Have you ever seen such skinny doors? I mean, I just about didn't fit. What about the filth!!!
Here is a close-up of the entrance to the ladies room, sure is welcoming...isn't it?
Okay, I am now in the ladies room (no sink might I add, that nasty thing is in the hallway) here is a picture of the amenities, the lovely window over the toilet, and even better...the 3 padlock on the inside of the door to keep who knows OUT and once again, OHHHHH the filth.
I mean, are you freaking kidding me? When I showed these pictures to Byron I thought he was going to fall out of the booth (onto the filthy floor, might I add). Are they serious? And, how about for the handicap people? Certainly they don't make the elderly hobble up that staircase. So, as for atmosphere, we had a great time laughing about the bathrooms and shantiness. The food was good. Byron had a delicious redfish and I had a shrimp and crab stuffed flounder. But I mean, at $20-$30 a plate, don't you think that a fresh coat of paint could be afforded? Or, not to mention expanding into the adjacent vacant building to create a bathroom? Even more so, Byron and I are both convinced that there really HAD to be another bathroom that we just weren't made aware of....I mean, there HAS to be. I know those "V's" are using those bathrooms...
On another note - great news about the HVAC. They are coming out on Wed or Thur (that is the only bad part since it REALLY puts us behind schedule) and fixing the job. I am so excited. The guys are super nice, do a great job and really seem to want to work with us, so that is wonderful. Will let you know when it is all said and done...