My birthday (for those of you who don’t know) is on Thursday. But a few friends decided to celebrate with me on Friday night. . . but wouldn’t tell me exactly what they had planned. I was told when they would pick me up, to dress casually, to eat a snack beforehand, and to bring a change of clothes, which had to be dressy clothes.
Yeah. . . think on that. Leaves a lot open to interpretation, huh? Doesn’t help when they’re telling you bogus answers to your questions about why you had to bring fancy clothes to change into.
Maybe the best way to tell the story is through pictures. Ready? Let’s go.
Next stop: Carnton Plantation in Franklin for the ghost tour. Which was only scary because all old houses are creepy by candlelight and the clock started chiming at a inopportune moment. It was a ton of fun, though, if you like ghost stories. Which I do.
Then, the reveal: THE MELTING POT!
I was happy about this turn of events. No, I mean really happy.
Let me just say this: before going to the Melting Pot, I thought I didn’t like fondue. All my other experiences with it have not been memorable or tasty or anything I wanted to repeat. But, it turns out that when you have good fondue, it is AMAZING! We had cheese fondue to start with, our entree, and the beautiful dessert platter with Cookies N’ Cream Marshmallow Dream chocolate fondue. I mean, just look at it:
Sorry, that’s pretty much after I’d attacked it.
I mean what’s not to like at The Melting Pot? Fun waiter. Good food. Sweet friends. Being dressed up. and as an added plus, I even got to steam my pores.
My dermatologist would be so proud. 🙂
Thank you, sweet friends, for all that you have done to make my birthday special. You guys are wonderful, and I’m so happy I get to call you my friends. 🙂