I went to CommonWealth on Thursday for the latest round of dinner with the ladies, CK and DW style. Thursday was such a busy day, so a nice dinner out was just what I needed. I didn’t need the Oops-where-is-my-car incident that preceded dinner, but no worries all – I located it the next day. Big upps to the DC DMV for the “courtesy tow” that I neither request nor appreciated.
I started with sharing scotch eggs with CK (after two beers, that is):
I cannot say enough about how delish these little slices of fried heaven are. And look how they’re served:
I said it before, and I’ll say it again: I wonder if I could use a get-up like that for my world-famous deviled eggs?
And then, because I had a hunger that couldn’t be stopped by scotch eggs alone, I ordered the Butcher’s Breakfast. What’s in that, you ask? EVERYTHING. (2 poached eggs, streaky bacon, black pudding, Surrey ham and pork ‘n beans)
It was my first run in with black pudding and I can assure you, it won’t be my last. Thanks for the extra nudge, SC.
Also, our kick-ass waitress made things that much better. So I’ll definitely be going back. (Because our president-elect is Obama and yes i can!)