Well, how appropriate. After spending yesterday writing all about how much I love the food down here in the South…today, I get an impromptu lunch date.
Beasley’s Chicken + Honey just opened a couple of weeks ago. It’s a new casual restaurant from the chef-owner of Poole’s, which is my favorite restaurant in Raleigh.
Like Poole’s, Beasley’s lacks menus. It’s all written up there on that board:
Yesterday, Beasley’s had three entrees: a quarter chicken with honey, a chicken biscuit, or chicken and waffles. (Well, actually two, as the waffles are only available late nights and brunch.)
Some people might balk at the lack of selection, but personally, I love it when restaurants choose to do one thing and do it exceptionally well. (And, well…if you don’t like chicken, don’t go to a chicken restaurant!)
The hubs and I split a quarter chicken. Adios, unfried summer!
Along with a side of some sort of mac-and-pimento-cheese-spicy-custard-thing:
And a butter lettuce salad with smoky tomato ranch dressing:
Chicken: perfectly crispy on the outside, tender and juicy inside, delicious. It comes drizzled with just enough honey to make your fingers delightfully sticky.
Mac thingy: OMG. I don’t know what they put in there or why it’s a “custard” but it was a damn fine slice of homestyle mac and cheese.
Salad: OMG AGAIN. I lobbied hard for the inclusion of this because I love tender butter lettuce, but it was the smoky ranch that made the dish. Wonderful.
Bottom line: Yes, I will absolutely return. The food is excellent, of course, but it’s the value that makes Beasley’s a home run. Entrees are $6-10, hearty sides are $3.50, and although we didn’t imbibe, I did notice there were many bottles of wine in the $25 range. Perfect for a budget date night!
Okay, so that was lunch. But I’m not done talking about chicken.
Because I am one.
In the hours leading up to my Big Important Hair Appointment this afternoon, I hemmed and hawed and finally made up my mind: chop it like it’s hot.
Then, I got in the chair and lost my nerve. I went to say the word “chop” and the word “trim” came out instead. However, I did decide to mix things up a bit…
Goodbye, mousy brown. Hello, red! I haven’t colored my hair in years. But the persistence of a single gray hair along my part-line has been irking me lately, and since I wasn’t gonna change the length, I decided to go for it.
And I. Love. It.
You know what? That’s another great thing about living in a place like Raleigh as opposed to New York or Boston. Things are cheaper here. A cut + color here costs less than a plain old cut at my old salon in NYC!
Anyway. Thanks so much for all of your input on my post the other day! Ultimately, I think it came down to the fact that long hair really is easier for me to deal with. I have a shit-ton of hair and it HAS to be styled when it’s short. Maybe someday I’ll grow some balls and chop it again, but for now, I’m pretty happy.
Well, that’s more than enough vain posturing and posing from me for a day. Make that a month.
Off to try to do something productive with what’s left of the evening. (Ahem, filthy apartment.)