Okay, so I haven’t quite made it through our delicious travels in Italy, but sometimes it is good to be in the moment. Last night, that would be July 7, Joe and I were a little off of our routine. We normally cook on Saturday night and stay in, but no one wanted to cook. We couldn’t figure out where we wanted to eat. No one wanted to dress up. It was still just so very hot outside. So we were lazy and we headed to the bar at Sunset Grill, our standby … a couple of cocktails, some fish soup and Blue Marlin for Joe and one-half Sonoma Salad and Gnocchi in brown butter for me later and Joe turned to me and said, “hey, you want to go to Bobbie’s?”
Bobbie’s Dairy Dip is a wonderful little dairy and burger joint on Charlotte Pike … a total throw back to a time long past. I had never been to Bobbie’s but I had been wanting to go and Joe and I had driven by a couple of times this summer, but each time there was a line a mile long wrapped around the whimsical little building.
A couple of amazing things happened last night … we had a rain shower which cooled things off about 10 or 15 degrees (so it was now only 90) and there wasn’t a big line at Bobbie’s. Finally! This is a Nashville institution and I love that the young man at the window had Hank Williams, Sr. on his shirt. So Nashville cool.
What to have? What to have? There were some crazy milkshakes on the menu board … the Elvis with peanut butter and banana, the Chuck Berry with … you got it, a bunch of berries, etc. I was overwhelmed by the choices so I decided to go with simple and ordered a small soft-serve vanilla cone dipped in the flavor of the day … coconut. Joe ordered up a mango shake.
It was total yum. And I would hate to see a large soft-serve cone because the thing I was served up was huge and covered with that coconut candied shell that had little flakes of toasted coconut embedded in it. Like I said, total yum. We happily sat at one of the patio tables located to the side of Bobbie’s and slurped and licked up all the sweetness Bobbie’s had delivered.
Something about Bobbie’s makes you feel like a kid again as you are standing at the window. I sort of like that feeling.
I think I’m going back soon … I see a corn dog with yellow mustard and maybe an Elvis milk shake in my future.
“Shake, baby, shake” … Whole Lotta Shakin’ Going On
