Searsucker serves some of the best tasting, often locally sourced dishes downtown.
I’ve had them for brunch in the past, but it wasn’t until a few days ago that I went there for dinner service.
I popped in at 5:30 to make it in time for happy hour drinks, and loved that the selection ranged from select wines to various, creative vodka and gin infusions. The infusion-based cocktails were tasty enough to make my partner exceed his usual limit of “just one.”
If you didn’t know already, the decor is absolutely spot on. They even have skylights to let just the right amount of sun in for the perfect romantic setting.
Chef Louis came out to see what we were in the mood for, and made suggestions that fit in with my low-carb ways. Everything that was set in front of us made our eyes widen, and stomachs growl. (Who can resist tuna tartare wrapped in prosciutto, or perfectly cooked scallops?!) We had some of the prettiest, tastiest food that one could imagine, and our server never let my glass go empty.
My partner finished it off with a beautiful dessert, and I snuck a piece despite all that diet-stuff I normally adhere to. Do yourself a favor and pop in to Searsucker for happy hour, and see if you want to stick around for a full meal; I guarantee they’ll entice you.
My hair was growing out, and as the roots got browner, the ends got brassier. I was looking slightly ragged, and had long since lamented that the last time I colored my hair, it didn’t turn out Targaryen White. I needed help, and decided to turn to Jami at Urban Betty Salon.
I dragged my poor boyfriend along, and thankfully we were both greeted with drinks. (I went with wine; he went with Shiner.) My stylist was almost immediately ready to take me, which can be rare, and she was beyond patient with my waffling back and forth on, “Should I go violet or platinum? Kelly Osbourne has violet, so maybe I should avoid that.” She brilliantly came up with the idea to put on a slightly violet toner that would appear lilac in certain lighting, and silvery-blonde in the dark.
I’m pretty chatty, and Jami kindly engaged with me as she worked. She took the time to explain what she was doing, and how long things would take. I, unsurprisingly, got a refill on my wine, and laid back comfortably as the chemicals worked their magic. When all was said and done, my hair looked exactly how I wanted (minus that fact that my @$%!%ing bangs won’t grow out fast enough!).
If you’re looking for a new salon, one that will make you post way too many selfies to Instagram during and after (*cough cough*), then I highly recommend UB. The place is spacious, stylish, and brimming with talented people that truly care about making you look and feel like, well, like I felt. Which is hot enough to post way too many selfies to Instagram when they’re done!