The Perch
It was a hectic weekend with three weddings and a reception. Exhausting, but exhilarating. My daughter came to the beach to help me with the beach weddings. After the rehearsal on Friday night, we went to a new place called “The Perch”. It sits up high and looks out over the sunset of the Gulf of Mexico. The outdoor area has couches shaped in a square with round tables on every corner and a large fire pit in the middle. There are many pods to choose from. Pods with groups of laughing women, men sharing stories, couples snuggling, and then the dark one with no fire and no people. That was ours! We wanted to start our own pod, light our own fire and get our pod going!
You order food and drinks at the bar. As we perused the wine menu, SaVanna phoned a wine connossieur who suggested the blah blah blah. “We sell that by the glass now if you don’t want to get the. bottle”, our server in suspenders explained. THE BOTTLE, we replied. We always turn to each other and begin justifying WHY we ordered the bottle and how many glasses are in each bottle along with “its cheaper to order the bottle than pay $20 a glass”. Why we can’t just say we will take the bottle and then look straight ahead is beyond me. LOL!
Waiting for our bottle to arrive, we chit chat in our pod. Mr. Suspenders lights our fire and we cheer. Like he has done something grand by clicking and sticking a lighter to the gas. “YESSSS, WE LOVE A MAN IN SUSPENDERS!” one of us says while the other fist pumps over a lit fire.
Our pod is coming to life. Two cute women, a $100 bottle of wine and a fire. We both secretly hope someone looks at our bottle of wine since it isn’t “Barefoot or Kendall Jackson” and we are feeling proud of ourselves.
As the pod fills up, so do we. Our food comes and we nibble and laugh. I can’t remember any of our conversation. Not because of the wine, but because we can talk about nothingness and still enjoy it or deep things that we discuss and bury.
It’s a Miami vibe we would repeat throughout the night. (neither of us have ever been to Miami, but somehow we know the vibe!)
When we returned to the condo, the female guard asked me to try her” neck hammock” “it’s just $49.95 if you like it”. So after a great night at The Perch, I laid in the floor with this strangers neck hammock tied to the door and my neck dangling six inches from the floor. My daughter videoed it and put it on her story. Thats when she received the STRANGEST message that read “You have a Montain Brook low-key 30something hood dad fan club and when you post something with you and your mom the squad gets crazy lit”
That entire phrase has cracked me up every time I think of it.
Hey Hood Dad Fan Club,
Would love to know who you are and what you are doing to get lit in Mountain Brook!
