Sharon, Jack and I had dinner in the restaurant at Arden Hills on Wednesday night. Sharon and I split a garden salad. For entrees, Sharon had chicken, I had duck and Jack had vegetable risotto with Salmon.
When I was a kid, we often ate ducks that my Dad had hunted. As a result, I rarely order it for an entree. The duck was not overcooked. It triggered a number of memories... My parents used to fight about how to cook ducks; my Dad would constantly complain that my mother overcooked the ducks.
We are going to drop our membership at Arden Hills at the end of August. We just don't use it enough to justify the expense. We have been talking about dropping it for over a year.