Icing on the Cake

There's something that's almost magic about the evening sky; that time of day just a blink between dusk and nightfall, .

I posted a picture of an evening sky last night, then this evening I took Jilda along with her sister Pat, and our friend Asa to dinner.

Asa helped edit my book, and we've had more than our share of Sunday dinners at Pat's house, so tonight was our treat. Dale, who also did a great deal of work on my book is still considering his options for payment, but Asa and Pat chose the Cyprus Inn in Tuscaloosa, which is a little more than an hour south of where we live. 

The Tide played tonight, but fortunately the game was in Fayetteville, Arkansas so a lot of people were either out of town, or watching the game on TV. 

We arrived a little past 5 p.m. and we waltzed right in and took a window seat. I understand that it's not unusual to wait for a table there.

The restaurant is situated on the banks of the Black Warrior River. The Black Warrior is the same river that flows a few miles from my house, but it winds its way through the hills and hollows of central Alabama to Tuscaloosa and beyond.

We had a table with a view as you can see by the picture I snapped with my iPhone. 

The food was as good as any I've ever had. I ordered a fried seafood platter. I rarely eat fried food, but a friend recommended this dish, and I wasn't disappointed. Jilda, Pat and Asa had filets.

Good food, good conversation, with good friends. All in all, I can't think of a better way to spend a late summer Saturday evening. 

The sky was icing on the cake.