Ahhh, good food, music, and history; all in one unique historic Pensacola area recognized on the Mississippi Blues Trail. Last Thursday, Linda and I headed to Five Sisters Blues Café in an area known as “The Blocks” in downtown Pensacola. For decades, the intersection of Belmont and DeVillies was the epicenter of African American business and social life.

We visited friends in Orange Beach Thursday afternoon and found ourselves hungry for something outstanding. There were many choices and many people out on Thursday night, but we hit it just right, and a table was waiting for us at Big Fish Restaurant and Bar.

One of Linda's and my favorite places to eat in Fairhope is Master Joe’s. Named for the owner and original chef, Joe Ou, the small restaurant on Section Street is always inviting and friendly. Joe has combined his Japanese training with a few American ingredients to create a wonderful array of palate-pleasing dishes.

Health experts say we should eat like a King at Breakfast, a Queen at Lunch, and a Pauper at Dinner. Since I consider myself a Queen, Lunch is my favorite meal of the day for many reasons: it's less expensive than dinner, the portion size is perfect, and you can have a nap afterward (if you are retired) so it's okay to have a glass of wine.

Last Friday, we picked up our friends, Tony and Sylvia Atchison, and headed to Pensacola for an afternoon of wandering around Palafox Street and an early dinner at Dharma Blue. After poking around Don Alans men’s clothing store, Bubba’s Sweet Shop, and the Bodacious Olive, we proceeded to Dharma Blue, about four blocks away.

I’m pretty partial to Moe’s Original BBQ. I eat there often and have resisted writing about them because I’m biased. But with good reason! It’s a good story and great food every time. Not just one location, but everyone I’ve been to, including Vail, Colorado where it all began.

Russell Harbison is a local certified fishmonger. He gladly sells his fresh catches, but his stories are free. Every Wednesday between 12:00 noon and 2:00 PM, he's set up behind Popeye’s in Daphne; the gregarious salesman wears a silver sailor’s whistle around his neck that almost fills his large hand. The significance of the whistle is yet to be determined. Maybe he’s calling for customers, or just letting folks know where he is. Thanks to my knowledgeable friend Paula, I found the salesman “Just call me Russell” Harbison without any trouble.

With roots in New Orleans on Tulane Avenue, Ruth’s Chris Steak House in Mobile is famous for fine food and exceptional service. With Mardi Gras just around the corner, you can count on a good time, excellent food, and wonderful service that makes every visit to Ruth’s Chris an experience to remember. What a special place to celebrate any occasion!