I forgot my formal wear...

My husband and I are traveling in Southern Florida. We had Christmas dinner on Sanibel Island at a lovely restaurant called Traditions. They had a buffet that was to die for. Marinated mushrooms, cucumber and Waldorf salads, fresh fruit, salmon, HUGE steamed shrimp, prime rib, lamb, turkey, potatoes, and two vegetables. The dessert table had chocolate cake, pumpkin pie, peach pie, apple and cherry pie, mousse, and five different cheesecakes. It was a tremendous amount of food and it was hard to know when to stop eating because it was all so good. Of course, being tourists, I wore my “good” capris, you know, the one with the jacket to match. Carl was in his good jeans (only one tiny hole) and a decent polo shirt. Everywhere I looked, there were long dresses, sparkles, jewelry, beauty shop hair and suit coats. Obviously this buffet is a big deal at the Island Inn. Who knew? We don’t have dinner clothes – you don’t need them at Cracker Barrel. We aren’t dress up kind of people.