Last night I insisted, nay demanded, that my friends meet me at Burlington’s most hyped resto, the Bluebird Tavern and Gastropub, for a little spot of supper. A little spot is about all we got, so I’m glad they didn’t come expecting a meal.
Let’s back up a tick. Whenever I read about anything that is crazy hyped, my palms start to sweat and my ears get fiery red. I think I just get a little uncomfortable at the idea that something is too cool for school. And, because I am a so-called journalist, my bee-ess alarm starts jangling in my head. I ask myself, why are people getting all hot and bothered about this? So of course, I had to employ that question when everyone started drooling over the Bluebird Tavern months before it even opened. Yesterday, I figured I’d get to the bottom of it. Just call me Nancy Drew.