If you know me in real life, you know that currently, my biggest problem is the town we are stuck in. Lebanon is.... well, it's a lot of things, and not a lot of them are positive. Since living here we have experienced a breed of conservative redneck that is terrifying in its ignorance but does provide us with a bit of humor from time to time. Take, for instance, this homemade bumper sticker that Matt recently spotted before accidentally stumbling into a giant tea party rally at the local public library:
Matt thankfully survived this whole encounter unscathed.
The main attractions in town are smoky bars - including restaurants that still only have a partition in between the smoking and non-smoking sections - bad karaoke, the worst Mexican food I've ever tried to eat and a 4th of July parade that is so overhyped people start staking out their spots a full 24 hours in advance. Incidentally, I love bad karaoke, so hey, plus one for craptown.
Anyway. There is this one very random, very out of place fancy French restaurant in Lebanon, Bijou. It's like a beacon of civility and culture in the midst of a sea of tea-partiers and confederate sympathizers (you only wish i was exaggerating**). Not shockingly, the owners and most of the diners do not actually live in Lebanon. We've wandered by Bijou and had it recommended by co-workers, but it's the sort of expensive that we middle-class folk reserve for special occasions only. So as a Valentine's Day hobby quest, we made reservations.
Our adventure in fine dining was very fun. We dressed up, and Matt finally had an excuse to wear his new jacket. Aren't we spiffy?
Fine dining: Hobby grade: B+
Remarks:
- Fun!
- Food was delicious, and different. When you're used to eating at the same two restaurants in town over and over again, different is good. Matt had lamb, and I had a fish, Char, that I had never heard of but was awesome. Us with food:
- We enjoyed the excuse to get dressed up. In our town, appropriate going out attire is flannel pajama pants, and there's really not a lot of reasons to venture out of the house in anything else (unless we're going to work, i guess).
- Eating fancy style is a very fun hobby. The obvious, very serious downside is the cost. One fancy meal was almost equal to our entire dining out budget for the entire month! Unfortunately, while fun and enjoyable, it will not make a good hobby until we are rich.
- Matt is not here to comment, but I imagine his remark would be "yum."
- While this isn't an official restaurant review, I will add that we also enjoyed the wait staff and the random drop-bys from the owner. If you're in the Indy area and looking for a fancy feast, I recommend!
So sadly, while we both would enjoy making fine dining a hobby, at this point it really isn't feasible unless we choose hobbies over future goals like owning a home. Though since there's no way we will be buying a house in a town with more karaoke bars than Democrats, maybe we can afford to eat there a few more times after all.
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**I feel like I'm being mean. I am very fine with many aspects of "redneck culture," and as I did grow up in the middle of nowhere Iowa, am well acquainted with the joys of crappy beer, country music, and driving big trucks. I even have a bizarre and random appreciation for NASCAR. However... I am not at all fine with racism, nativity scenes in front of courthouses, and tea party rallies everywhere we go. The particular incident mentioned in text was at the 4th of July parade where two teenagers on horses waved confederate flags. Cool! NOT.
Matt thankfully survived this whole encounter unscathed.
The main attractions in town are smoky bars - including restaurants that still only have a partition in between the smoking and non-smoking sections - bad karaoke, the worst Mexican food I've ever tried to eat and a 4th of July parade that is so overhyped people start staking out their spots a full 24 hours in advance. Incidentally, I love bad karaoke, so hey, plus one for craptown.
Anyway. There is this one very random, very out of place fancy French restaurant in Lebanon, Bijou. It's like a beacon of civility and culture in the midst of a sea of tea-partiers and confederate sympathizers (you only wish i was exaggerating**). Not shockingly, the owners and most of the diners do not actually live in Lebanon. We've wandered by Bijou and had it recommended by co-workers, but it's the sort of expensive that we middle-class folk reserve for special occasions only. So as a Valentine's Day hobby quest, we made reservations.
Our adventure in fine dining was very fun. We dressed up, and Matt finally had an excuse to wear his new jacket. Aren't we spiffy?
Fine dining: Hobby grade: B+
Remarks:
- Fun!
- Food was delicious, and different. When you're used to eating at the same two restaurants in town over and over again, different is good. Matt had lamb, and I had a fish, Char, that I had never heard of but was awesome. Us with food:
- We enjoyed the excuse to get dressed up. In our town, appropriate going out attire is flannel pajama pants, and there's really not a lot of reasons to venture out of the house in anything else (unless we're going to work, i guess).
- Eating fancy style is a very fun hobby. The obvious, very serious downside is the cost. One fancy meal was almost equal to our entire dining out budget for the entire month! Unfortunately, while fun and enjoyable, it will not make a good hobby until we are rich.
- Matt is not here to comment, but I imagine his remark would be "yum."
- While this isn't an official restaurant review, I will add that we also enjoyed the wait staff and the random drop-bys from the owner. If you're in the Indy area and looking for a fancy feast, I recommend!
So sadly, while we both would enjoy making fine dining a hobby, at this point it really isn't feasible unless we choose hobbies over future goals like owning a home. Though since there's no way we will be buying a house in a town with more karaoke bars than Democrats, maybe we can afford to eat there a few more times after all.
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**I feel like I'm being mean. I am very fine with many aspects of "redneck culture," and as I did grow up in the middle of nowhere Iowa, am well acquainted with the joys of crappy beer, country music, and driving big trucks. I even have a bizarre and random appreciation for NASCAR. However... I am not at all fine with racism, nativity scenes in front of courthouses, and tea party rallies everywhere we go. The particular incident mentioned in text was at the 4th of July parade where two teenagers on horses waved confederate flags. Cool! NOT.
