WEDNESDAY: Elise at The Sweet Onion
WAYNESVILLE, North Carolina—Nestled on a quiet side street among galleries and specialty shops in the thriving downtown of Waynesville, NC (pop. 9,900), the Sweet Onion was an ideal location for us to catch up with my cousin Elise. Rich wood tones and a spring onion motif decorated a cozy dining room with tables centered around an open-walled kitchen. The food delivered what the décor promised, starting with the basket of buttery biscuits delivered to the table as soon as we arrived.
|So much fun to see Elise after almost ten years apart|
|Charming downtown Waynesville|
THURSDAY: Marion at Lucky 32
GREENSBORO, North Carolina—Next stop on the Meals on Wheels express took us to lunch the following day with sister Marion at Lucky 32 Southern Kitchen, a Greensboro tradition since 1989. Founded by Greensboro native Nancy King and her Montana-born husband, Dennis Quaintance, Lucky 32 was named for the race car Dennis grew up watching his father hustle around dirt tracks in the Midwest. The restaurant began locally sourcing food long before the New Agers in California caught on to the idea. More than 25 years later, Lucky 32 still holds fast to the founders' mantra of taking great care of guests and providing high quality food at a good value.
|Full disclosure: We had eaten at Lucky 32 before and were thrilled that Marion selected it.|
That's when she's actually in Greensboro. Travel is frequently on her calendar as she joins several different groups of friends on trips near and far. A month in south Florida recently gave her a welcome respite from Greensboro's winter chill, and in May she is planning a sojourn to Alaska with her children. Granddaughter Emma, who was an effervescent first grader when "Mimi" arrived in town, is now a levelheaded tween about to turn 13—another great excuse to travel. Marion offered to take Emma on a trip to a location of her choosing in celebration of this milestone birthday. Emma opted to go to a national park, though the specific one has not been decided.
|Letterboxing at the Greensboro Arboretum|
THURSDAY: Heather and Dan at Village Tavern
GREENSBORO, North Carolina—Dinner Thursday evening was with Marion's daughter Heather and husband Dan at another Greensboro eatery that has stood the test of time. Also opened in 1989, Greensboro's Village Tavern was the first expansion of what became a regional chain of restaurants headquartered in nearby Winston-Salem. Inspired by the concept of colonial taverns as community meeting places for food, drink and talk, the restaurant's founders sought to develop a restaurant with quality food at a reasonable price, a good wine list and “the coldest beer in town.” Modern and spacious, Village Tavern offered an extensive menu of food and drink with plenty of vegetarian choices.
|Dan and Heather—still the blissful newlyweds|
This newly joined family seems to be thriving in their blending. Not only do the two Emmas share the same name, they are the same age and—even with very different temperaments—get along quite well. Will, about to turn 17, tolerates the sisters good naturedly as he scrimps and saves for his first car. Each of the kids is on a somewhat different shared parenting schedule which gives them time together, as well as individual time for each with Heather and Dan. And one night each week, the parents are on their own. As difficult as these schedules can be to negotiate, this one sounds like a win-win-win-win-win situation. Next time we roll into Greensboro, we're hoping to see everyone.
SATURDAY: Ashley, Jonathan and Judah at The Remedy Diner
RALEIGH, North Carolina—Cousin Debbie's daughter Ashley and her husband Jonathan moved from Mobile to the Raleigh area last year. We were especially excited about visiting with them because we had never met 18-month-old Judah. They chose The Remedy Diner, a cozy little eatery in downtown Raleigh's Moore Square district. Serving up an expansive variety of "alternative therapies" (i.e., vegetarian dishes), Remedy certainly seemed capable of making good on its promise to "cure what ales you." Opened in 2009 as a vegetarian comfort food restaurant, the diner also offers what it terms "mainstream remedies" with a meat-friendly fare. We arrived in time for the Saturday brunch and all of us finished with clean plates.
|Ashley, Judah and Jonathan|
Ashley and Jonathan are delighted to be back in the city where they met when both were attending graduate school. In fact, the diner where we ate was just a couple of blocks from Bu•ku, a cool little cafe serving international street food where they had their first date. Jonathan is enjoying his position as worship leader for a local church and thrives on tutoring elementary school kids through an outreach program at the local Y. While managing an 18-month-old and growing a new baby, Ashley is comfortable back in the very familiar Starbucks surroundings part time. She is steeped in the coffee house culture and with her experience in management the local store must have been thrilled when she walked in the door.
|Stamping in to letterbox #4,000|
SATURDAY: Sharon, Wayne and Eli at Irregardless Cafe
RALEIGH, North Carolina—When it opened in 1975, Irregardless Cafe was known as the hippie, vegetarian place. Today it’s the oldest restaurant in the city with the original owner. Over the years it has evolved to offer a full-scale menu with hand-crafted meals to please every palate. The owners are so committed to sourcing local food they bought a parcel of land a few miles from the cafe to establish a community garden. Produce grown there feeds community members and supplies the restaurant’s kitchen. Like everyone else, we wondered about the origin of the cafe’s ungrammatical name. According to the owner, with tongue firmly planted in cheek, “I chose the name because when I wrote ‘irregardless’ in college papers, professors would circle it in red. I wanted finally to be able to use the word.” Irregardless of the irregularity of its appellation, the food was plentiful and scrumptious.
|Regardless of what you think, this place is called Irregardless.|
Some twenty years and two sons later, they are still living in Raleigh, still happy with the non-dot.com match they found. Wayne is a computer engineer with Cisco, having been convinced by a friend at North Carolina State to switch from electrical engineering to the then-new field of computer engineering. He loves to play guitar and is a regular fixture on the local open mic circuit. With some friends, he has been “instrumental” in the founding of a charitable organization called Guitars for Good. They recently donated a couple of guitars to a homeless shelter for teens and spent a few hours there teaching the kids and jamming with them.
|Eli, Wayne, and Sharon (Missed you, Daniel!)|
We were delighted to hear that the family enjoys the kind of road trip that we find so appealing. Well, they did. As the boys have gotten older, they’re not quite so enamored with the lengthy hours in the car. Last summer, the four of them drove up the East coast, taking in Philadelphia, New York, and Washington, DC. The year before, it was Westward Ho as they visited Yellowstone, the Grand Canyon and other scenic places in between.
The charming Eli is thriving in his sophomore year at NC State, studying materials engineering and playing drums in the marching band. He has recently taken an interest in Dungeons and Dragons, a favorite of his dad at the same age. Daniel will graduate from high school this spring and starts at NC State in the fall, planning to study political science with an eye toward law school. His senior year has been very busy as he has taken on a leadership role in a local Jewish youth organization.
It was a joy to spend time with this close-knit family and catch up on their very busy and active lives. Unfortunately for us, this was the end of the first course of our Meals on Wheels tour. We have enjoyed it just as much as we thought we would and eagerly await the second course.
|Green Hill Cemetery in Greensboro|
|A cedar and steel creation in the NCMA sculpture garden.|
|No leaves on this sculpture park tree yet this spring|
|A ghostly scene at the abandoned Henry River Mill Village near Hickory, NC (found a letterbox there)|