Posted on May 21st, 2010 No comments
We are on our way to Hernando MS to see #1 granddaughter graduate high school. We stop for the night in Knoxville, TN and I ask the concierge if there is a nice French or Continental Restaurant nearby.
He sends us to a place called Club LeConte, so we head over there. When we arrive at the address we find an office building. We park and go inside and find out it is on the 26th floor. We go up the first elevator and then the next elevator and finally get to the desk of the restaurant where they tell us it is a private club for members only. Then the maître d’ looks me up and down and tells me he could not have served us anyways because I have on jeans. Anyone who knows me knows it is all I wear. Anyways I tell him my sad tale of woe about being from out of town and really looking forward to a great meal and where could he suggest. He thinks for a bit and says, well if you can wait for 30 minutes, I can seat you in the lounge and you can order off the full menu, he was really trying to feed us.
We said sure, and sat down for our half hour wait. In about 10 minutes another guy came over and said please follow me and seated us in the lounge and I was excited to see they served my all time favorite Steake Diane, this was turning out to be a fine evening after all. I ordered a crown and Kathy looked over the menu, we ordered some wonderful sounding appetizers and while we were waiting some guy came up behind me a lit a cigarette, there went my evening. Apparently in TN they can smoke in there, who knew. Well I was broken hearted as I was going to miss out on my Dianne but we got up to leave and pay for what we had already ordered, while we were standing in the hall, the original maître d’ came over and asked what was wrong. I told him and he said no problem, there was another alcove where we could eat and they would make it non-smoking for us. Wow they were really going out of their way for us. He brought us to the alcove and took us to the table and said wait just a minute he was going to set it for us. Well this is where the title of this post comes from, expecting to see him return with some silverware, we are waiting when Kathy says look behind you, there comes the waiter and the maître carrying the table from the other room still set they way we left it. Well we sat down and had a wonderful meal and those guys probably got the best tip they have gotten all year. I highly recommend it if you are in Knoxville, but make sure to wear good pants so you can sit in the dining room :>)
Btw, if you are wondering what I ate, I had the California Seafood Cocktail, Cesar Salad, Steake Diane, Strawberry’s Romanoff and stole some of Kathy’s Banana’s Foster, the espresso machine was broken so we swung by Starbucks on the way back to the Marriott