Okay, okay. So while I may be interning in a city where I go to college, let's be honest: You kinda lose the "explorer" habit when sophomore year hits. This summer, I'm going to finally dig into Birmingham like I am a fresh out of the gates traveler. And while I may be no novice to Birmingham, there a a plethora of mossy Shades Creek rocks I have left to unturn. Keep checking back with me–I'm a girl on a mission and I will welcome any and all ideas you have for me!
I've smugly uttered the following phrase approximately 26 times: "Oh, well I never order the same thing twice." My, my. How cosmopolitan. But alas, as I add years to my life I find some comfort in having my "usual." At my table. In my restaurant.
Enter Gilchrist–despite the menu, I always relish my toasted wheat pimento cheese, complete with a juicy southern tomato and leafy lettuce. I even forgive the plump sandwich's forlorn attempt to contain all of the cheese as it drips onto the styrofoam plate. Gilchrist's famed limeade adds to the panoply of flavor. Must admit that I've never tried anything else on the alphabet-sign menu. And when my BFF Sloan and I went today, once again, I proved myself a creature of habit.
Gilchrist is an Mountain Brook village mainstay, tucked into its old-school, drugstore location in Birmingham for decades. And I'm cheating again: There wasn't exactly much exploring involved for this one. It's my favorite: It's a pledge sister outing away from our glorious campus cafeteria. An after-school stop for my 9-year-old boyfriend and I before baseball practice. It's even calmed my nerves on a first date with a not-9-years-old boy. (Are we calling that a date? Whatever.) Company regardless–I'll have the pimento cheese on toasted wheat with a limeade, please ma'am.
What are your favorite Magic City haunts? I'm so anxious to add to my list!
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