|View of the Lowcountry|
We were invited to a party. A party down in the Lowcountry of
After filling the tank with $4.39 per gallon gasoline I thought I probably could have bought a plane ticket for what I just pumped into the tank. But it was a road trip that was calling me so we filled up and hit the road. Tropical storm Andrea was threatening to cancel the party, but she blew up the coast quickly, leaving no major damage but plenty of rain.
The sun was shining when we arrived on
|Bridge to Edisto Island|
We had a lovely dinner that evening at The Old Post OfficeRestaurant – whose name pretty much tells you what you need to know, except that the food is delicious. From a menu with offerings such as Firecracker Flounder, Quail, Blueberry Chicken, and Crab Cakes, we chose Shrimp and Grits and a baked Flounder. We had no regrets.
The party itself, the next afternoon, was a textbook case of Southern Hospitality, with fried chicken, hush puppies, pulled pork, corn on the cob and all the trimmings. It was hot out there in the lowcountry – very hot and very humid. The best spot was out on the boat dock, where a constant breeze kept it comfortable. Sitting there, we carried on conversations with other guests as we watched pelicans dive for fish and egrets wade through the marsh grass as dolphins swam past.
|Lowcountry charm and hospitality|
|Diving for dinner|
Wildlife refuges on
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