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A visit to the Ridge

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Newt Gingrich went to Cumming last weekend and so did I. St. Newt the Polyamorous went to the First Reedemer Church to assert his alliance with people of faith. I went to the Ridge, a restaurant where Newt might have initiated a new peccadillo.

One of my regular Friday night dining pals, Bobby, planned our visit to the restaurant, 40 miles north of Atlanta. A friend had told him the steaks and seafood were excellent. I thought driving that far to dine in Forsyth County was kooky but the adventure appealed to me.

The restaurant is huge — “huge” is a keyword for this place — and we had to loiter in the car a while before we got a parking spot. We’d made an 8 p.m. reservation and, despite the huge crowd, we were seated right away at a table near the huge fireplace at the front of the restaurant.

We started with a huge order of sweet, crunchy onion rings, slightly less greasy than the Varsity’s. Then we ate salads with almonds, eggs and bacon, served with a sweet and surprisingly well-made croissant. Not bad for the $1.25 cost when added to an entrée.