new scenes, green beans, and other things

We tried a new restaurant this weekend, a rarity in our household for a couple of reasons.  Sure, because the majority of our meals are home-cooked, but also because we rarely go anywhere without our kids.  Thus, we stick with the places we know best, where we've taken our kids a hundred times and aren't worried about pretentious hot spots or whether our son (with allergies) can have anything on the menu. 

However this does NOT mean that we have sold out and only hit up the drive-thru-kids-eat-free-chain-restaurant hot spots, either.  We try to have some semblance of pride despite having 2 toddlers (one who poops her pants) ruling our lives.  And sometimes it's nice to take our kids to places that WE actually enjoy too.  We are regulars at a couple of neighborhood mom-and-pop pizza joints, pubs, and few others, and usually save the grown-up places for our dates which are few and far in between.

So, we went to Winslow's Home.  Apparently it's been open for three years but I'm pretty sure I've been busy for most of that time so we're just now getting around to checking it out.  The menu is small, seasonal and simple, serving food grown on a farm in Augusta.  The atmosphere is rustic-meets-industrial-meets-market.  Just the tables alone I wanted to steal for my dining room, not to mention the chandeliers made from milk bottles and the sweet kitchen gear for sale. 

I had a roasted chicken entree with buttermilk green beans which was enough for me and the kids, while Eric had a pulled brisket sandwich which I'm pretty sure was slow-simmered in candied crack because it tasted like dessert and I'm still thinking about it 30 hours later. 

The staff and other patrons were so kind even as our 2 babes tore through the aisles probably trying to figure out ways to pocket Swedish Fish from the candy display. We left the place happy and full, with an orange, jolly ranchers, and tootsie rolls for the ride home.