Birthday dinner

So yesterday Drew and I went out to celebrate our birthdays.we had dinner at  The Milleridge Inn.

The Milleridge Inn is a Long Island icon.  It began operating as an inn and tavern in colonial times.  Rumor has it George Washington dined here, but there’s no proof of that.  The original two-room building has been expanded into a large, modern restaurant, but care has been taken to preserve the colonial look of the place. Read about it here.

Also on the grounds are The Milleridge Cottage (a catering hall) and The Milleridge Shops.  And when you’re there, you forget that you’re right next door to a strip mall.

They were still decorated for Valentine’s Day. All sorts of lights on the lawn.  Pink hearts, mostly.  I’m still trying to figure out what this is:

Yes, that’s snow on the ground.  It was snowing lightly all evening.

We got about 45 minutes before our reservation time, so that we could explore the shops.  The shop area was almost deserted. Most of the shops had closed early, but we did get a chance to browse in the General Store and the Christmas shop.

And then we found the resident peacocks, huddled together on a porch this chilly, snowy night.

No, no one wanted to spread out his tail feathers for us.

And yes, they have a coop.  They share it with the resident chickens and turkeys.

The decor inside the inn ... Drew said it reminded him of a certain Fred Astaire/Bing Crosby movie.

We had an excellent dinner.  We started with their famous cinnamon bread and shared an order of baked clams oreganata.  I had chicken francese and he had skirt steak. The sangria was sweet and fruity.  No dessert, we were too full.

All in all, a lovely evening.