Saturday morning, May 16, we turned my CRV into a small truck and loaded Trisha's possessions. It was a fairly full load. We did save room for our luggage, but barely. Then we visited with a longtime friend before returning to the apartment for a final check. We all adjourned to a neighborhood sandwich shop and coffee bar, where most of our group shared something to eat, I declined.
Some friends of all of us dropped by and after a pleasant visit we parted to see a few other people and get ready for dinner.
Saturday night there were only 5 of us eating in our group. Trisha and her family meet some of her friends and their families and dined elsewhere.
One of our party had recommended "Atlas Restaurant", 5513 Pershing, St. Louis, MO 63112-phone 314-367-6800,a neighborhood French-Italian Bistro. It is in a residential neighborhood about 6 blocks from the University on a pleasant tree lined street. The restaurant is also pleasant with full bar service and a lovely varied menu.
After my Bombay I had a marinated Beet and candied walnut salad served on a bed of chilled greens. For the main course both Marilyn and I had Walleye Pike presented in a most attractive way with fingerling potato's, green beans, glazed carrots and cherry tomato's. A colorful plate containing very good food, prepared perfectly. The portion size, was correct, not too much or too little. The others varied their dinners from rack of lamb to Spaghetti and meat balls.
Everyone had saved room for dessert. I chose Butterscotch Pudding, a throwback to childhood, with fresh wiped cream and cashew nuts while Marilyn had the richest dark Chocolate Pave imaginable. Both were excellent, but the hit of the table was an outstanding Strawberry-Rhubarb Crisp, served hot with double vanilla ice cream, hardly caloric.
The server was pleasant, knowledgeable, attentive and efficient and the whole place has an aura of well experienced management. Diner, drinks and gratuity was $48 each.
The next morning it was off for home. A stop at "Burger King" for lunch where we split a Mushroom, Swiss Steak burger, enough calories and sodium for a week and then on to Indianapolis for an exhibit of European Design during the 1990 decade, at the Indianapolis Art Museum.
I suggested we stop at "Shapiro's" Delicatessen, several locations, for the kind of things we can't get in Cincinnati.
We packed our cooler with Cabbage Soup, Corn Beef, Pastrami, smoked Tongue, Chopped Liver and also purchased a a large loaf on rye bread. We could hardly wait till we got home for a delicious "Sunday night Supper"
A fitting ending for a marvelous and glutinous long weekend. No more college graduations for three years.