Looking around, it’s hard to tell that it’s Sunday night on South Beach. It’s bumpin’ out there – music, drinks, dancing. And we’re in bed, reading and computer-ing. Hey, it’s a babymoon, after all!
After a long nap and a peanut butter sandwich (eaten in bed… one of the luxuries of staying in a hotel – crumbs don’t count!), we headed out for a swanky dinner.
We split a bunch of small plates and side dishes instead of ordering traditional entrees.
We started off with amazing French fries, warmed olives, and watermelon, feta, and basil bites. I loved how Tudor House combined upscale dishes with traditional American fare.
Watermelon bites were the best. Feta and watermelon is a KILLER combo.
And then, Brussel sprouts and beets. I expected simple steamed veggies, but the Brussel sprouts were caramelized and mixed in a creamy cheese, and the beets were charred.
I’ve always thought dining on South Beach was challenging – most restaurants are greasy, run-of-the-mill, and expensive as all hell or upscale, pretentious, and expensive as all hell. Tudor House was positively perfect. A real gem.
We briefly debated hitting up the winter festival – a huge outdoor party that we’d been looking forward to all day – but we decided we’d really rather just go to bed early. Hah. My, my. How times have changed…