A Brother’s Love

I am blessed to have a beautiful bond with my baby brother. We have always been close but since my separation, over two years ago, we have grown closer. 

Even though he is five years younger than me, Red, is protective, extremely supportive, and loving. 

After being stood up the other night we decided to head out on the town. We took a walk uptown and talked to a few people at The Green. It was so peaceful and nice out. The weather wasn’t too hot. After walking around for a while we decided to grab an early morning meal at Midnight Diner in uptown. This is one of only a few diners, in the city, open into the wee hours. 


We arrived around 3am and it was packed. We had to wait a few minutes for a table to be cleaned off. We noticed the noise level as soon as we opened the door. Red even asked our server if it was always so loud. She stated that it was only that loud after the bars and clubs closed. So, if you visit after 2am, expect it to be very noisy. At times the noise actually hurt my ears. 

But we pushed through and ordered. I ordered a bacon, egg, and cheese biscuit with an order of grits. 

And Red ordered:


So much food!


I have nothing negative to say about the food. The biscuits were fluffy, the grits were creamy, everything was delicious. And the prices were reasonable. The Bubba included so much food, Red had to take half of it home. 

The atmosphere on the other hand, was a bit much. It was loud and at one point one of the servers had to step in to calm one patron down who was trying to fight with others. Two police officers were also stationed out front, I’m guessing that is the norm.

The food is worth going again, I may just go at a different time when I return. 

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