A Very Small Local Story

I’m having a serious case of the Mondays.

As I cast about in my mind for topics, it seems that I have written about them all before.

I’m having a hard time thinking beyond what is happening with Brett Kavanaugh and the future of the Supreme Court.

Those interesting local stories just aren’t leaping out at me. Well, maybe one.

Friday night my husband had a craving for bangers and mash so we headed to Union Jack’s. I hadn’t been there for quite a while. It was lovely weather, and early enough to be light outside. Their outdoor patio was bustling with life. Mostly young people. A few families. There was live music. I had a feeling of, “Oh, this is where the young folks are going on Friday nights!” Followed by, “Look—young folks!”

It had a lively ‘downtown’ vibe. Which I wouldn’t have glimpsed if we hadn’t gone someplace we don’t usually go. We sat inside, but the doors were all open so we could still hear a bit of the outdoor music.

I should take a moment to mention that we had excellent service, the food was great, and I felt that the value was good for what we got. Their menu has expanded since the last time I was there, and I had more to chose from.

But this is not a restaurant review. It’s more of a community review. Things are happening on a Friday night in Downtown Columbia. You may have already known that. You may be a part of it all. For me, it was a positive note at the end of a rough week.