It never fails. We go downtown on a rare beautiful summer night in Halifax and end up at Maxwell’s Plum. When we moved to Nova Scotia our friends Mike & Jen moved at the same time. We all stayed at a hotel nearby while we searched for a place to live. In the meantime, we lived at the Plum. It really was our first home here.
Last night we did the same thing, trying to enjoy the good weather before Irene makes her way here tonight. We looked at other places, even had drinks at one of them but it just wasn’t the same.
Thankfully there is always a table at the Plum, somewhere. You might have to go to the back but you can almost always find a place to sit.
Also, the prices are quite good. It used to be a lot cheaper but the prices are now typical pub food prices. When it comes to drinks, Reg got the personal pitcher of Strongbow last night which was less expensive than buying two glasses but you get more beer. Yes, we rarely drink but it was one of those weeks. Thankfully family visiting made it much easier than it would have been otherwise.
I think we were even at the same table we sat at the first time we went to the Plum together. Mike and Jen are so cute!
They ordered the sample platter that comes with fried spicy pepperoni!
Even I had a small glass of Strongbow to keep Reg company.
We ordered the Maxwell’s Spud Covers as a snack. The food is pretty typical pub food but what we really love is the atmosphere there. It is so relaxed and casual, just the place to enjoy one of the last stunning summer nights together, where it all began, our journey to the east coast.
Thankfully Irene is only supposed to be a tropical storm here in Nova Scotia when she hits tonight. We are staying home waiting for her. I will bake some bread and other goodies before our power is threatened but if I don’t show up tomorrow, you will know why.
Stay safe everyone!
Stay safe Suzie and looking at the nice cold pitcher of beer makes me want to say “Cheers!” or as the Italians say “Salute!”
Clearly that is “your” pub!
When I lived in the city eons ago and pre babies (1985??), Maxwell’s Plum was a new venture and the only place in town to go and get foreign brews. We loved it! Perhaps I should go back sometime soon! Those spuds look mighty fine!
Sure is nothing like the original namesake in New York!