The Porch Mardi Gras grand opening celebration

Dawn and I celebrated Valentines Day this evening at The Porch.

I drank something called the Hurricane Haunt: Bacardi, Myers dark rum, blood orange puree, grapefruit juice, and pineapple juice. It tasted like Kool-Aid.

Dawn ordered SoCo Squeeze: Southern Comfort, amaretto, and sweet and sour.

As had happened on our previous trip on Christmas Day, the waitress brought us a complimentary amuse-bouche: a tapenade with crostini.

Dawn tried the Porch Fried Chicken: airline breast stuffed with duck confit & goat cheddar, yukon gold mash, sautéed greens, brown sugar beurre blanc.

I ate Crawfish Purloo: sautéed crawfish, peppers, onions, andouille sausage, carolina red rice, blue crab gravy, and grilled chicken breast. I also ordered a side of collard greens.

For dessert we tried the Red Velvet Brownie with vanilla ice cream and cream cheese frosting.

We sat outside on the heated porch; we felt OK for 8 C (46 F) weather.

Probably should mention the woman passer-by who ripped a vinyl sign off the porch railing next to our table and danced with it to the sound of the Mardi Gras music. She sat down on the other side of the porch from our table and began yelling vulgarities. The busboy noticed but before someone came outside, she had knocked over a table. A confrontation ensued, with the woman picking up a chair and the manager escorting her to the sidewalk. She hovered for a minute or two longer, then departed up the street. Disturbing; so much suffering on display.