Today we went to Pebble Isle Marina. We both like it but it is Larry's favorite place to eat. We sit outside if it isn't blustery.
One of the things I like about it is the food, of course. But I also like it that they are willing to make substitutions. Sometimes I get grilled vegetables. They're good. But today I ordered a cheeseburger and asked that they hold the bun and the bag of chips and just give me something green off the salad bar. The waitress stood there a minute (she had purple hair with a platinum streak in front) and then asked if I would like pickled okra. I've never eaten pickled okra before, but I said that would be great. I was expecting two or three, but an entire serving came. They were firm and kind of spicy without being actually hot.
Larry ordered a hot dog with no bun, unsweet tea, and french fries. All of his choices weren't bad. Sometimes, that is the best we can do.