Well, I have had my first official tapas experience. Shannon and I drove a two car caravan to Kent Island for a lunch at Lisa’s Small Plates. The atmosphere was very friendly, the restaurant was dead and (consequently) the service was fantastic. And the food, which sometimes seems to take a back seat to everything else, was delicious. We had ensalata caprese, mashed potatoes and blackened asparagus. Everything was washed down with a delicious German Riesling. I followed up my “small plates” with a rather large crème brûlée and espresso. Behold:
