
And a pleasure for the eyes too. And the incredibly charming and tattooed young husband and wife team are gracious hosts.
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(The tip jar reads "new tattoo fund.") The candied violet reminded me of making violet jam as a little bitty kid, and the pralines might have made my mother weep. For my next self-indulgent treat (or hopefully, date) I'm looking forward to a soul food lunch at Hard Knox across the street followed by a scoop or two from the Mr. & Mrs. Misc.
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