While it neither added to nor detracted from the rating I gave the Asbury, let me take a second to note the Asbury's charmingly awkward hostess. Upon being seated, she handed me a napkin and added descriptively, "Here's a black napkin!" You just don't get that kind of life commentary anymore. Later in the meal, as my waiter was making a beeline for my table with a pitcher of water, she intercepted my table with a different pitcher at the last second and poured it instead. My waiter stood there sort of surprised for a second and muttered "Thanks." It's weird occurrences of this sort that add so much more to the dining experience.
I was on the verge of selecting a more conventional lunch items like a pork sandwich or a burger when I noted a separate menu section at the bottom for knife n' fork biscuits. I selected one called "The Fisher", which featured two delectable biscuit halves with pan-fried trout cakes served over a remoulade. Everything about this part of the plate rocked my socks. I opted to have this served with potatoes, which came with some sort of bell-peppery salsa. This salsa-stuff was awesome, although the potatoes themselves were not quite as crispy as I would have preferred.
On the whole, though, I applaud the big flavors that made it to the plate, and it was undeniably one of my better meals in Charlotte.