Christin and I wanted to see the campus as it's really changed a lot since we were there (we both started there in 1997) and we were pleased to see that the grass was just as green in the winter as it was when we were there. We always joked that half our tuition money went to pay for the landscaping. Every few months you could see landscapers pulling up perfectly good plants and flowers and putting new ones in. Here are two photos of Christin and I on campus.
You can see the beautiful library bell tower in the background of this one:
The next morning we went on a hike. The hike ended in an abandoned rock quarry that is supposed to have hundreds of fossils but we didn't see any. We ended up exploring a little bit up there and talking for about an hour before we hiked back down. Basically everything we did ended up with us just talking for hours and hours. Do you have friends like that where you can go without seeing them for a while and as soon as you get together you just pick back up where you left off? Our friendship is very special, too, in that we were able to discuss serious subjects we didn't necessarily agree on but we all felt safe to say what we thought without worrying that we might not be friends at the end of the conversation. I think true friends like that are few and far between. Anyway, here's Kevin and Christin hiking and then a GORGEOUS one of me and Christin, sweaty and with no makeup.
(She will probably kill me for putting this photo up and saying all this about her!)
Before I forget, let me mention Dreamland BBQ in Birmingham. It's famous around AL for having the best barbecue. In fact, when I spent a semester in London, a guy I'll call "Drew" (okay, that was his real name) told his mom at the end of the semester that if she didn't bring Dreamland ribs with her to the airport to pick him up that she could just stay home. Somehow I managed to never eat there during the 4 years I was at Samford. We decided to eat there this weekend. First of all let me just remind you that the whole big deal about BBQ is that it's slow cooked for hours and hours or even overnight.
Grant ordered their famous ribs and I ordered a pork sandwich. The sauce was GREAT but I kept having to spit out fatty bites. In my entire sandwich I bet there were 7 or 8 huge chunks of fat. And Grant's ribs were okay but they just weren't falling off the bone.
At our B&B the next morning Grant was talking about Dreamland with another guest, a championship barbecuer from Memphis (seriously). The innkeeper chimed in, "Yeah, they cook their ribs right on the grill for at least an hour and a half!" As soon as he walked away the Memphis guy said, "My ribs cook for at LEAST 8 hours." When we thought about it we remembered Kevin asking how the chicken was cooked and the server said, "It's right there on the grill next to the ribs." So it's not barbecue at all! It's just grilled meat! This probably seems silly to some people but in the South barbecue is serious business.
So...the sauce was delicious and unique but in the end we felt very let down by Dreamland Barbecue. All those Alabamians need to head up to Memphis for some real BBQ!!!
6 comments:
I am so glad that you guys had such a wonderful weekend. You definitely needed it! The pictures were cute too!
hey, I've been to the purple onion! I went with Sarah Lowe when I visited her at Birmingham Southern. Great pictures too!
Such great photos! As always...
Love that you and Grant were able to make time to get away and do something together. Shoot me an email Court, I sent you one and it bounced back - must have the wrong one? Hope all is well. Whit.
It sounds like you all had a wonderful time! I am so glad that you all got to do that - I know that was a blast for everyone!
Jeannie
I made a comment a few days ago and it didn't show up! grrr. So, i'm ready for a new post from you :) We'd love to get together,especially now that it's nice out! Lets chat.
I agree with Elise. New post please. Just because it's the longest post ever doesn't mean you can take forever in writing a new one! ;)
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