Welcome to another installment of what Whitney and I are calling ‘collective blogging.’ To refresh everyone’s memory, we will both be writing blog entries on the same topic as an exercise to see how different our thought processes and memories are.

Today’s Topic:  The Selling of The Trellis Restaurant

My dad loves family pictures.  He has them all over his house.  In fact, he has LIFE-SIZE family pictures scattered around his house.  One of them hangs over his mantle in the family room:

(See what I mean about life-size?)  This picture was taken at The Trellis, an upscale restaurant in Williamsburg, Virginia, on one of my birthday weekends while I was an undergrad at the College of William and Mary, also in Williamsburg.

All through my years at William and Mary, The Trellis was sort of the Holy Grail of dining out.  It was fancy, located in the middle of Colonial Williamsburg, it was expensive, and they served foods you only heard about on the Food Network.  For a poor college student like me, these were not things you often got to experience.  So every time my dad came to Williamsburg, we made a reservation and we went to The Trellis.

I will now pause for a moment to draw your attention back to the picture above.  You will notice that we are all eating dessert – which is the thing The Trellis is really most known for, because the owner, Marcel Desaulniers, made a name for himself with his chocolate desserts.  My brother, Eric, is actually sitting in front of a piece of The Trellis’ signature dessert, Death By Chocolate, in the front right of the picture.  Mmmm… I would go back to school at W&M just to have access to chocolatey yumminess again….

I digress.

As I’ve mentioned previously on this blog, Whitney and I were roommates for a year and then a little more at William and Mary.  One of our roommate traditions was betting each other about things.  Usually the bets involved stuff one of us should not have been doing, and the other one betting against the ability to not do it.  I won’t be more specific, because some things that happened at W&M, stayed at W&M.  Whoever won the bet, the other had to take to dinner at The Trellis.  Those dinners were always savored well!

So for me, The Trellis Restaurant is a staple of both Williamsburg and of my college memories.  Imagine how disconcerting it was to read this article yesterday and discover the restaurant has been SOLD!  How could they?!  I’m sure the new owners are fantastic and blah blah blah, but I’ve got to say I’m a little sad to know The Trellis won’t be quite the same anymore.  And what’s next?!  Williamsburg, and the College itself have changed quite a bit in the six years since I graduated – it’s a little terrifying to think about what else is going to change!  Will the Cheese Shop close (another W&M experience staple)?  What about the Delis?

I understand the need for change and progress and all, but some things are burned on my brain as eternal, and this news could not pass by without comment.  If you’d like to read Whitney’s take on the selling of The Trellis, you can read it here.

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