Monday, May 5, 2008

YUM! YUM! STICKY LIPS

Before you even ask, "What is sticky lips?" I'll tell you. It's a Bar-b-cue place in Rochester. Jim and I had never been there before this weekend. We picked up our friends, Bruce and Shelly and drove to the city. From the outside it looks pretty dinghy. The neighborhood is a little suspect too, but once inside the door MMM! MMM! The menu is large with all kinds of bar-b-q. Bruce and Jim had an appetizer of "deep fried pickles". Shelly and I just shuddered, but the boys managed to eat the whole order.



I think everyone ordered something different. I chose the 1/4 chicken and pulled pork. I love pulled pork and NEVER tackle ribs. Shelly The Brave, took on the ribs though.



The entire meal was delicious. The atmosphere in the restaurant is one of fun. It's a very loud and happy place. You can be sure we will go back again. After dinner, Bruce took us to a little bakery where we chose decadent desserts to take back to their house. All-in-all, I'm sure I blew my 35 flex points for the week. Believe me, it was well worth it.

With such an early burst of warm weather, things are in bloom everywhere you turn here in Upstate New York. Next week is the Lilac Festival and none too soon, as the lilacs are beginning to bloom. Here's a picture of our Flowering Crab, otherwise known as "The Paige Tree".



I can't print a picture of this beautiful tree without telling the story behind it. Thirty-five years ago, when Paige was born, I was a very nervous first time mother. My mom was with me, watching over both Paige and I, and being very
protective. One afternoon the doorbell rang and my friend Izzy and her son were standing on our front porch. Izzy said, "I thought this new baby should have something alive for a gift". I nearly had a fainting spell right there. My dear mom, was literally ready to slug the poor dear woman when she said, "So, we bought her a tree." What a joy this tree has been to us all the years of Paige's life and we thank Izzy for it over and over.

Sleep sweet friends. See you again soon, I hope.

9 comments:

Tracy said...

I came home from the dance studio a little while ago and caught a whiff of your gorgeous tree. We can enjoy its gorgeous fragrance all the way to our front door. It's heavenly!
And - Sticky Lips! Kacey and I just drove past it last Friday on our way home from the architectural salvage store, ReHouse that's around the corner there and said - "THAT'S where that is!" I've wanted to try it (yeah, the neighborhood's a little questionable). Brian and I got a kick out of seeing pics of Mr. and Mrs. T - my favorite teachers!

Nancy said...

Interesting post!!! The Paige Tree is absolutely gorgeous! What a wonderful and thoughtful gift! And you and your Mom were probably thinking it was a puppy or a kitten! OMG! I think I would have fainted myself, especially having a new baby to care for! LOL

Now those deep-fried pickles may be good if they were DILL pickles! And they looked like dills from their size. Yummy! Love ribs, too!!! I've never had pulled pork, though. I have a recipe for it that you do in the crockpot from Jon Ahrens. Remember him? Music teacher who came during our Senior year at Austin?

Sounds like it was a fun evening! Did you have a gun in your purse? LOL

Diane said...

Some of the best places to eat are off the beaten path. Sounds like the case with Sticky Lips. I'm sure it was delicious. Made my mouth water hearing about it!

The Paige Tree is gorgeous! What a great way to celebrate each year...

Dawn said...

Everything here in NC is in full bloom and it smells wonderful here as well.
I graduated in 87. I had Mr. Wolfanger in 5th grade and my favorite activity in his classroom was Jeopardy. My parents are Sheryl and Jim Hughes, who still reside in Marion on Marion-Walworth Rd, across from the Baptist Church. Some of my classmates were Jim Mack, Jackie Leno, Lori Schoonerman, and Lisa Demay.

Dawn said...

Yes, Mr. Thompson.... The last time I saw him was in a restaurant that I worked at in Albany. I believe he and his family were passing through from a trip to the Adirondacks or something like that. Please tell him I said Hello. Let him know my daughter briefly played clarinet. (mine in fact) My son played trumpet for a short time as well. Unfortunately the schools are so different here with block scheduling, it makes it very difficult for kids to make choices with classes.

Mississippi Songbird said...

The deep fried pickles around here are called picklo's.. They are yummy...
Sounds like you had a feast...
I love the name "sticky lips"..lol

camport said...

yay for deep fried pickles!! And what a beautiful story about the tree. I'll have to remember that for when my BFF's kiddo is born. That AND they just moved into their first house, so a tree would be perfect!

:)

Cheryl Wray said...

Mmmm... I LoVE barbecue and I can just taste it now!!!! I love the name of the restaurant!!!! I'm a big pork barbecue fan, by the way! :-)

Love that tree!!!!!

Heidi said...

Ok Pam...The next time you should really try Deep fried dill pickles. They are the BEST!