Saturday, August 27, 2016
Indecision. Breakdown In The Grass. Meribo.
Mary Ann and I have breakfast at Abita Roasters. We run into one of the people MA knows from the airline business. MA asks how things are in Israel, where MA has it in her mind she will visit soon. I have questions about this, but know that when she decides to go, she will go.
In other travel news, my little sister Lynn calls to set up her stateroom on the Eat Club cruise in two weeks. I figured I’d do it too. I am at last beginning to look forward to the New England-Canada journey, but I have a lot to do between then and now.[caption id="attachment_52562" align="alignnone" width="480"]
Fritto misto at Meribo.[/caption]
I discover that I have a two-hour radio show this afternoon, and dispatch it. Afterwards, I attempt to cut the grass, but lightning begins to boom. “If you can hear thunder, you’re too close to it,” said a meteorologist I heard in the early days of the Weather Channel, when none of the weathermen looked like telebrities.
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Meatballs and no spaghetti at Meribo.[/caption]
The thunder fades, and I try to cut the grass again. This time, I see that one of the front wheels has gone flat. Disconnected from the rim, too. A hard thing to fix. But then it starts to rain. End of project for now, and another item on my gist of things to do.
To dinner after MA gets back from a failed attempt to go kayaking in the lake. Too much lightning, I guess. We can’t decide where to eat until I suggest Meribo, the fun, noisy new Italian restaurant on Lee Lane in Covington. It’s a bit early for me to do a review, but I know MA loves the place, and that’s important.
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Whole fish at Meribo.[/caption]
We have some meatballs in red sauce (but no pasta). They are too firm—my guess is that they worked the meat mixture too much. The fritto misto—fried okra, squid, and a few other things—is a better starter.
For an entrée, MA has a platter of grilled vegetables, emphasis on beets. I have a whole small snapper, still sizzling from the grill and perfectly delicious. I didn’t know it would be served whole until it arrived, but I’m glad it came that day. A glass of Soave keeps everything from clashing flavors with anything else—an underappreciated quality of wine.
Meribo. Covington: 326 N. Lee Lane. 985-302-5533.
