The famous bathhouses of Bath House Row have come full circle--going from luxurious, to sadly outdated to finally arriving at "historic" and "quaint". The Buckstaff Bathhouse (pictured left) was built between 1912-1917. The present tile and fixtures are original to the building. Don thought the motor to the whirlpool bath (a trolling motor look-alike) was only 50 years old. I thought it could electrocute me. The men and women were served in separate facilities, of course, and with open windows and fans whirring, who wouldn't enjoy the wonderful and relaxing spa treatments.
We went whole "hawg" for the pulled pork sandwiches at the Whole Hog Cafe. The 6 sauces ranged from #1 sweet, mild, molasses, to #6 rich mustard and vinegar, Old South favorite.
But the best was yet to come--a truly memorable dining experience at Rolando's Nuevo Latino Restaurante. Sherri, the owner, was also our gracious server. The menu lists Castro's favorite (a quesadilla) but we opted for the great tamales (hand-tied with corn husk ribbons). We also shared the "aventura" plate, (recipe from Argentina.) An ink stamp touches the paper for only a brief moment but leaves a lasting impression. This was the case with our very brief meeting of Sherri. We shall remember her hospitality, and the exchanged hugs and blessings as we left. (We took our son's advice to just enjoy ourselves and if a photo op doesn't happen, so be it).
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