"This is nice," she murmured as she sat in the chair Barrett held for her.
"Don't sound so surprised," he laughed softly, taking a chair on the opposite side of the table. "Didn't you think there were any other decent restaurants other than the ones Marshall chose?"
"Of course, it's just"
"I know, you like it." The teasing smile took her off the defensive and drew an answering smile. "The specialties of the house are burgoo and hot brown."
"What are those?" Her eyes widened with laughter at the strange-sounding names.
"Hot brown is a sandwich of turkey, bacon and cheese topped with a white sauce. It's very delicious and a local favorite," Barrett explained. "Burgoo is probably a dish of the first settlers in Kentucky. It's a peppery hot chowder of beef, ham, chicken, and vegetables."
"I like anything hot," she admitted. "I'll have the burgoo."
"Wise choice. I think I'll have the same."