Brendan and I went out tonight, our weekly escape from the wee people. We ate at Henry's Louisiana Grill in downtown Acworth.
We love that place. Gumbo, wow. The crab cakes--Best. Ever. A guy playing steel guitar in the background. Place jam-packed on a Tuesday night in a room full of old church pews. Families, couples, a group of old men having some kind of meeting.
Tonight, as he is wont to do, Henry was walking around, shaking hands with customers, laughing with his regulars (which we are unfortunately not but hope to become so), just enjoying himself. Such a nice guy.
Go there. You won't regret it.