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Showing posts with label Hilton Head. Show all posts
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Saturday, September 10, 2011

Deep South Continued




We broke up days at the beach with a day in Savannah, shopping along the Savannah River Walk, eating pralines and varieties of seafood; fried, boiled and broiled. The River Walk was lined with vendors selling original arts and crafts. I purchased a small signed photo of a shack (it could have been the home of a slave family) on Oatland Island taken by Jane Neville, which she signed and dated. One vendor was selling jewelery made of artifacts taken from private digs - tiny ceramic dolls, old coins and thimbles as well as broken china. Couldn't resist a neckless as a souvenier.

That evening we ate at the Crab Shack on Tybee Island a really crazy and interesting place. Before being shown to our table, the grandchildren fed the alligators. We ordered drinks and shared a plate of Southern Boil, piled with crayfish, shrimp, mussels, corn, potatoes, and greens. Six of us ate our fill for only $16!

We left Hilton Head on Monday for the drive to Columbus, returning to Savannah in an attempt to have lunch at Lady & Sons, the restaurant owned by the lovely southern bell, Paula Dean. Our driving time to Columbus was estimated to be four hours. The waits to dine were infamous. Luck us! We arrived, had a short wait to see the reservationist and graciously shown to the third floor. Mark, our waiter had worked his way through college at Lady & Sons. He said that there was rarely turn over. His ambition was to open a restaurant for Paula.

Well, the food! Full of butter and fats, fresh produce and absolutely delicious. I could eat the fried green tomatoes every day. We decided it was an every 5 year meal. Collie had the chicken pot pie filled with chicken breast and cheese. I had the buffet and a taste of everything. We shared the fried green tomatoes. Note the peach mint julep by my plate.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

First Day of Labor Day Vacation on Hilton Head Island, South Carolina


Thursday, September 1, 2011.

We arrived in Savannah, GA from our home in Salt Lake City, UT, landed at the charming Savannah/Hilton Head airport and passed through a plantation-like courtyard to baggage claim. Milton, a gracious porter helped us retrieve bags, escorted us out to the rental car, loaded everything in the trunk and gave us directions to a local seafood restaurant. We ate our way through a southern fried meal of hush puppies, scallops, and oysters, all dipped in a either a spicy Utah-like fry sauce or tarter sauce. This was digested with iced tea and lots of fresh lemon wedges. Ugh!

Our waitress was a young woman training to be a nurse. We asked her about eating at Paula Dean's, the lovely southern bell cook who is on the Food Network. After hearing her report of the crowds, confirmed by locals from an adjoining booth, eating there slipped from our priority list.

Drove to Hilton Head Island and checked into the Metropolitan Hotel.