I had a hard time finding Spring Hill - it's not hard to find, I just did a crappy job of it. Then it wasn't open yet. I thought their website said 9 but their doors didn't open until 10. It was only a 5 minute wait and, at least, I was sure I'd get a table. I did. And then a couple with an 18 month old took the table in front of me. This is a nice, formal-ish, restaurant.
I so appreciate family friendly restaurants. I know what I'm getting if/when I go to one. I also appreciate fine adult restaurants. Spring Hill is the latter. And, yet, there was a toddler. And then it got worse. The couple were joined by another couple with yet another 18 month old.
And, clearly, the adults were so starved for adult conversation that it was very easy for them to ignore the screaming of their children and the throwing of cutlery. It was not quite that easy for me.
The table next to me asked to be moved and were. I should have done the same. But, I didn't. Turns out the restaurant was small enough so that it would have been hard to have escaped the noise.
Oh well. When my order arrived, all was totally forgiven. They had Croque Madame on the menu. This is one of my all time favorite meals and it's nearly impossible to find and my attempts to make it properly have always failed. I did not stop to take a photo but found this one after and it looks just like what I ate.
OMG it was heavenly. Just amazing. The ham was not your usual - it was salt cured and tasted very nearly like real country ham. The whole thing was crispy and delicious. The waiter was attentive and my coffee stayed topped off. It was good.
The hostess apologized for the screaming kids and assured me that they seldom get kids of any kind.
I will go back.
While I was out, I thought I'd drop by Target. I hadn't been to Target in eons and I was sure there was stuff there I needed. And it was close to where I was.
Turns out, Target had it's own batch of screaming toddlers! There seemed to be one in every department. I tried to escape but finally just left. Turns out I don't need to buy anything that badly.
Baby sitters, people!! Baby sitters need work, too, you know!
Now I am home and no one... seriously... no one is screaming. ahhhhhhhhhh