Goodness, gracious! I didn’t realize that it had been so long since we had done anything worthy of blogging! I’m afraid that the past few weeks have been spent working, sleeping, and catching one cold after another. And although I know everyone loves a good sneeze count, I just couldn’t convince myself that our illnesses were exciting enough to blog.
The good news is that we’re beating these colds (I’m hoping that the end of my nannying career will also be the end of the wear and tear of my immune system), and we’re starting to do exciting things again! After spending Friday and Saturday in complete cold misery, we drove to Louisville on Sunday to celebrate my Grandma Smith’s 85th birthday. We decided to stop for lunch along the way at a place that we’ve been hankering to try for years: Wallace Station.
For those of you who aren’t familiar with this little place, it’s on Old Frankfort Pike (one of my favorite roads in the Lexington area), surrounded by dozens of horse farms. We drive by it almost every time we head to Louisville, and always say, “We should eat there someday.” Well, someday became Sunday, and we finally went!
We headed in after church and decided to order some breakfast sandwiches. Oh my goodness. These sandwiches were enormous! And delicious! I had the Wallace Station Classic Egg Sammich, with bacon, lettuce, tomato, and pepperjack cheese. My only complaint was the excess of mayo, which was literally falling off the sandwich and pooling on my plate. Eric ordered the The Breakfast Brown, which was an egg sandwich with bacon, tomato, and cheddar mornay. We couldn’t help ourselves and ended up indulging in some cheesecake, as well (there’s nothing like cheesecake for brunch, right?).
Sidenote: I love cheesecake. I could probably eat it every day. I made a cheesecake once to take to a group event, but we didn’t end up going, so Eric and I ate an entire cheesecake in 3 days. Gross. But so good. So, so good.
Let me offer a little word of advice if you plan on heading to Wallace Station: Go hungry. And don’t plan on eating at any point for the rest of the day. Typically, I’m ready to eat every few hours (and by ‘ready’, I mean my stomach is growling and people are staring at me, wondering where that whale noise is coming from). After this brunch, I had to force myself to eat a tiny dinner, 8 hours later. Of course, this could have also been a side effect of the cold medicine that also left us dehydrated and nauseous. Even so, the food was good and was filling enough to last a long time. We’ll have to try out their lunch menu sometime soon! They had a beercheese burger special that sounded incredible!
Thanks for keeping up with our little blog! I promise to attempt to be more interesting soon!