In the first installment of our time in Asheville, I detailed my planning folly and how it nearly ruined our trip. We were quite relieved that Asheville is all sorts of groovy and made it easy to work the kinks out.
So the next morning, having only experienced Asheville at night, we decided we should probably see it in daylight as well. After the boys had a quick hotel breakfast for convenience sake, we packed up and headed out to see what we could see. It mostly involved wandering about and people watching but Asheville is such an approachable city that it was easy to navigate and leisurely stroll. In fact, it was so wonderful, Fred and George asked if we could move there. That’s actually saying quite a bit coming from them.
In our wanderings, we popped into a few shops but, seeing as we not big shoppers and the car was already packed to the gills, we didn’t pick up anything. Not that there weren’t some very interesting and unique items to be had, but we’re trying to downsize, not upsize. At any rate, we were particularly fond of the Kress Emporium, a collection of mini-galleries of everything from photography to handmade jewelry. Very high cool factor and if you get to Asheville, check it out.
Being that the boys had breakfast and yours truly did not (someone had to stay with the pup and figure out exactly where we were going next)…lunch had to come early.
Having eaten at a familiar chain restaurant the night before, we wanted something uniquely Asheville. So after some exploration and reviewing our options, we picked Salsa’s on Patton Avenue. It’s an intriguing blend of Mexican and Caribbean cuisine and I knew by the looks of the cartloads of fresh veggies being brought in, that we were in for a treat. And my what a treat it was! I may have made the folks at the next able slightly uncomfortable with my moaning.
Since I’m not a food-blogger, I’m not going to attempt to describe all the flavors and yada yada yada…just get thee to Salsa’s if you’re ever in Asheville. I will however, show you a few pictures. Try not to drool on your keyboard. This place is absolutely a must-do. Or a must-eat in this case.
Easing on down the road…
Alas, we were on a camping trip, not an urban exploration so it was time to move on. While the boys were off having breakfast that morning, Dobby and I were plotting the next leg of the trip. And next on the agenda my friends was Deep Creek near Bryson City, NC.