The Poe House
The new family and I had a few rough patches (initially), when I first possessed their kinship; and would stay up all hours of the night wailing, eating all of their cereal, and sometimes standing outside their windows and peering in while holding a large kitchen knife - but eventually they were all ok with it when they realized I would most likely never leave.
He was pleasantly surprised when we arrived arrived at the restaurant and realized that we were going to the “Poe House”, not the “Poor House” - so an evening of an Victorian Era Penal Labor Regiment was not in order, but rather fancy drinks and yummy desserts.
The interior of the Poe House, had a dark and mysterious, captivating - kind of feel to it... with wooden burgundy and brick walls, black floors, illuminated candles, antique books on the shelves - and ravens galore.
To eat there was a large selection of food such as small plates, cheese plates, sandwiches and desserts.
I managed to cut the first slice and take the best piece with all the chocolate crumbs on it - which I definitely got called out for, but ate anyway.
Luckily I was fore warned about the crevice, and did not. So, I got to enjoy the fancy concoction in its entirety - which was made with rye, Campari, and sweet vermouth.
The rest of us were tempted to make inhuman whaling noises while knocking and scratching on the wall - but also didn't want to spook our server prompting; him to call the police and forcing them into a "The Black Cat" reenactment; so behaved like normal adults that animal noises while out to dinner - and drank our cocktails.
But, they did have fun t-shirts for sale which kind of made up for that shortfall.