With extremely flat feet, it has to be a pretty special occasion for me to put on my fancy shoes. In this case, I was happy to oblige because we were visiting a new restaurant. Hyper-local food, nose-to-tail eating, that kind of thing. After suffering through an afternoon of lace ups, my dogs were barking, as the saying goes, and I was very happy for a chance to sit down and enjoy a nice meal. Funny, I don't remember much about the experience except that I ordered a plate of deep fried chicken skins as an appetizer. Welcome to the South.
