Saturday night ended with more good food. We decided to go to Tupelo Honey which had been recommended to us by friends who had recently been to Asheville.
Our meals came with complimentary biscuits and homemade jam.
I got something completely unlike me – the veggie bowl. I know what you’re thinking; it sounds exactly like something that I would get. Well, not really. This particular veggie bowl was very Southern. I’m not normally a fan of Southern food, mostly because it’s so unhealthy. But when in Asheville? The veggie bowl had beans, goat cheese grits, some sort of sauteed greens and fried okra.
On Saturday morning, we set out for Grandfather Mountain which was about 70 miles from Asheville.
You could either drive to the top of the mountain to get to the main attraction – the swinging bridge or you could do a relatively easy short hike. We opted for the hike.
See the bridge up there?
Now you see it.
On the way back down the mountain, the car in front of us suddenly stopped. At first, I wasn’t sure what they were doing but then realized that there were six deer immediately to our right.
After our afternoon at the mountain, we showered and had a drink at the Grove Park Inn.
We thought about eating dinner there and ended up going to a mediocre restaurant in downtown Asheville instead. It was not worth writing about. After dinner, we went to a bar for about two hours and then back to the hotel.
We checked out of our hotel around 11 and figured that we might as well have one last meal in Asheville. We decided to go to Salsa’s after my friend Erin (who coincidently was in Asheville this weekend too) said it was the best Mexican food she’d ever had. We started out with some chips and guacamole.
Loved the presentation but I didn’t really like how the chips had oil drizzled on them. Made it quite messy to eat.
I decided to get a seafood entree – the Salmon and Shrimp molcajete. This picture does not even describe how big this was.
And in the battle of woman versus food, food won.
Right before we left, we stopped at The Chocolate Fetish to pick up a gift for Jason’s parents for watching Murphy for the weekend.
Of course, we had to each sample a piece. I had a chocolate covered kiwi and Jason had a salted caramel.
I must have told Jason that we should move to Asheville at least a dozen times. If you live within driving distance, I would definitely recommend coming here for a visit.