There are so many benefits to living this lifestyle of a nomad on wheels. In addition to a constantly changing horizon is the parade of interesting people that we meet.
We took off willy-nilly searching for lunch and just drove until we found what looked like a sweet spot to dine. We found a hidden treasure in a tiny little town called Floral City.
The Florida Artist Gallery and Café is exactly that...an artist gallery in one building and a smaller building next door
houses the café.
Imagine stepping up onto the porch of what appears to be a small cottage home. Once inside you are taken in by the music, original artwork for sale and the cozy atmosphere.
The tables are draped in vintage tablecloths, the place settings feature fine china with linen wrapped silverware. The mood is one of home and anticipation of good things to come, and they certainly delivered.
Since the space is small there are only about five or six tables and you are invited to be seated alone if there is room or to join others. We opted to be seated with two ladies and enjoyed a lively conversation while waiting to order.
These two sisters have both traveled extensively and it was fun to trade travel adventures of places far away.
I had planned on having the pot roast, but they were all out of that. Our second option was the meatloaf and we found that our dinner guests had ordered the last two servings. So we both opted for the ham, cheese and broccoli quiche made with a potato crust. It was tasty to the eyes and palate.
When we heard the dessert options my heart leaped at the mention of carrot cake. I do like to get more vegetables any chance I can. But, alas, the last piece was being split by "you know who", our new tablemates.
Left Brain ordered chocolate chip cookies and he loved them, I found them dry and bitter. He likes the dark chocolate more than I do, so I gave him mine and ordered the key lime pie. Oh my...this has to be the best key lime pie I've ever had. I'm so glad the other options were removed from the table.
We lingered for a while after finishing our meal as the lunch rush was over by then and I hated saying goodbye to our new friends.
Sometimes things just work out this way and I've learned not to be upset when I don't get what I think I wanted and when my attitude is open I find that sometimes the substitution is better than what I originally desired.
Long Live the Queen of Serendipity