It is another great morning here. Our nice family day was full of all the things nice family days are full of, anger and frustration.
It had that aplenty, but there were good moments. I got to spend some good time with my family between the car rides where I was being kicked and screamed at while sitting in tunnel back-up. My daughter wanting to listen to the same song 40 times in a row is always a joy. She is incredibly cute when she sings along, but let’s keep the song rotation to at least once an hour and not back to back to back.
Once we arrived and got everyone out of the car things went well. We lucked out at eating at the Dog Street Pub. In all my years of going to Williamsburg I have never eaten there. Only walked by it and briefly looked at it. The food was fantastic. I got a pork shank in onion gravy with carrots and mashed potatoes. The pork was perfectly fall off the bone tender with that roasted taste of Cuban pork, and the gravy was some of the best I’ve had.
I can’t say the kids enjoyed their meals that much, but they’re snackers. We should just order them a plate of fries and chips to share when restaurants don’t have chicken nuggets and fries. It is weird how limited my children’s pallets are. By there age I was eating everything from calamari to escargot. These kids will barely touch chicken that isn’t ground up and fried.
That is the strange part of being a parent. Sometimes you’re parenting little versions of yourself, at other times little versions of your partner, and still others some whole new creature forming their own identity. Still, I’d like my kids to have a more diverse pallet.
After the meal we went back to wandering the streets of Williamsburg and making our way to cider and ginger cakes. I was a little confused at first because due to budget cuts the cider was self-serve. More and more establishments are deciding you work for them while also paying them. Self-ordering, self-checkout, self-serve. Everything is you do it yourself and pay us for the privilege. At the end of the day the cider was cider and the ginger cakes were the ginger cakes. It is a yearly tradition that we’ve maintained and well worth it.
Eating lunch and getting cider and ginger cakes sounds like a short time, but we were there for around three hours and saw many sights and experienced many things. A fun family morning with the only issues being the car rides.
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