He and She were off work recently for an extended weekend during which they did a lot of motorcycle riding. The weather was really beautiful each day, and they were able to officially kick off the bike riding season in style.
On one of their day trips, they had dinner at a restaurant in Opelika. They’ve been wanting to try it for some time, so they stopped in at Cock of the Walk.
On the way into the restaurant, they encountered this proud fellow:
He was willing to pose, but he wouldn’t show off his beautiful plumage for the camera.
Cock of the Walk is a very unassuming place. You are fed from tin plates and tin cups as if you had just gathered around the campfire after a long day of riding the trail. (They had been riding the trail, so to speak, except their trusty steed has Harley Davidson written on the tank). Here are the grilled chicken fingers and white beans he orderd. That slice of onion you see is pickled. That was a neat departure.
The atmosphere is rustic, and the food plentiful. She was a little disappointed to find out it is basically a Catfish restaurant (she doesn’t eat fish – what’s up with that?), but ordered the Fried Chicken Fingers as an alternative. One of the sides they offered was cheese grits, so she couldn’t pass up that opportunity.
She really enjoyed those grits! And, they had cornbread, just like Mawmaw used to make!
Not pictured here was the wonderfully delish coleslaw. She is not usually a colelsaw fan, so it was a pleasant surprise for her. All in all, the food was pretty good.
The view from their table looked like this:
The pond surrounds the dining area, and is inhabited by these:
Just outside their window in the pond, she saw this:
It made her think of the quote by Mary Engelbreit, “Bloom Where You Are Planted”. These old logs must have served for years as supports for a once sturdy pier. Over time, the pier deteriorated and disappeared, but the pilings still stand. Not only do they stand, they thrive. Somewhere in all of this, I’m sure there is a life lesson about finding contentment and adjusting to one’s circumstances.
I guess I can understand that. Just look at Alley. She has certainly found a way to be happy here at the House of 9 Lives, where she has been “planted”!
See how she blooms in the sunshine?
Flirt
Thanks for the journey. I love the view from your table. The food looks really good. I have never eaten grits with chicken but it is something I might try. Seems like it would be good together.
Alley is really soaking in the sun. She is so pretty. So is Flirt. I saw your pictures on FLICKR.
It looks like the restaurant has a beautiful view and the food looks good. Are those baby geese there with mom and dad?
I love their dishes! And I am sure the cats were happy that you brought them so many pictures of birds.
yummo to the cheese grits.. that is a big staple at fish places down here in SE bama… the kids love them as much as I do, so it works out well. The cornbread looks delish… just like mawmaw’s….. thanks for sharing that meal in photos, wish we could have joined you in person! Oh and the view reminds me of a place we ate down in Marianna, FL when purchasing our camper trailer… great view!