Photo of the Day — Day 167
S. and I go out for brunch at least once a weekend, and having brunch in a restaurant is one of my favorite simple pleasures. There’s something incredibly decadent about sleeping in, lounging around in bed for a while, then heading out and letting someone else make a tasty breakfast for you, and I cherish the experience each and every time. One of my preferred Charlottesville brunch spots — the location of S. and my first date, even — is the Tavern, an old-school dive where “students, tourists, and townspeople meet,” and I’ve been going there with some regularity since my arrival in Cville back in 1994. Unfortunately, the Tavern is closing its doors later this month, after decades of serving up good and fast breakfasts: no more pancakes of the month, strong coffee, and extra-crispy bacon. S. and I made what will probably be our last trip to the Tavern this morning, and I ordered my favorite breakfast, a big ol’ mess that S. finds disturbing. I had a mushroom and swiss cheese omelette with hashbrowns, sausage links, and a healthy helping of sausage gravy dumped on top of the whole thing. It just doesn’t get much better than that, even if it takes the rest of the weekend to work it off.
They had already taken down one of the over-sized animal heads, although the seasonal lights were still hanging. The service was as good as always, and the food was, too, but the whole thing did leave just a little bit of a bittersweet taste in my mouth. I wish the folks at the Tavern the best, and although my cholesterol level may improve once they’re gone, Cville won’t quite be the same.
The Tavern in Charlottesville, VA