We started out the morning gathering our things together and slowly doing some cleaning. Charlie was ready and raring to go, so we headed out to Northville, Michigan to see their Main Street and check out things from their cute shops. Did I mention I want to LIVE here?! It’s so quaint and adorable that I could just curl up on a porch and find a home for my future grandchildren. We found an A.D.orable raincoat for Charlie in the spring (pics forthcoming) and an adorable little diner, Rebecca’s Family Restaurant, complete with moving train near the ceiling. My mom got the Coney Island dog, I got the crispy chicken pita, and Jim got the teriyaki chicken wrap (he raved that it was EXCELLENT and fresh). The hit of the day from this place were the sweet potato fries, covered in butter and brown sugar – YUM! We definitely enjoyed every last morsel of these…another hole in the wall, but another place to put on our AMAZING list!
We headed back home to let Charlie just chill out and try out the complex swimming pool(considering the longer ride tomorrow) and then headed out to check out another dinner place. After passing up Ram’s Horn, we spotted a little diner, Mayberry’s Family Restaurant, in Farmington. I must say, that upon arrival, I was not impressed and in fact, considered it a dive (NOT worthy of Triple D). I was pouty (of course) because the place looked terrible. Upon entry, it was something out of The Andy Griffith Show – my mom was in heaven and Jim was salivating over the pies in the case. (I was still not impressed). Charlie was on his best behavior and soon fell for the waitress named “Mom” (NO JOKE) who covered him with crackers. With the typical diner menu in place, I ordered my chicken sandwich staple with onion rings and a cup of broc-cheese soup. Jim ordered the Philly cheesesteak and my mom went with the open faced meatloaf sandwich. Let’s just say the only redeeming things about this meal were the coke and the onion rings. Jim defined his sandwich as okay and my chicken was dry and rubbery. My mom….considered hers something as less than edible (THANK GOODNESS we talked her out of the ribs). The plate (which was dripping with packaged AWFUL gravy) was paired with stale mashed potatoes and canned peas and carrots. We quickly ate (she left most of hers) and then headed out of dodge…vowing to order a pizza later on from Hungry Howie’s (which we did). Mayberry’s will go down for me as THE WORST vacation meal of the week, but memorable it was. Thanks anyways, “Mom!”
I’m not ready for vacation to be over. I’m not ready for the real world. I’m ready to move here and live the beach life!