I’d be completely remiss if I didn’t insist that y’all try Tybee Island Fish Camp for a fabulous date night. It’s owned by the same young couple that run our favorite Tybee Island Social Club. The menu is small but absolutely out of this world. I think between Honey and me and Sister and her Mister, we tried most of the menu and every single item was divine. It’s a tiny little restaurant set inside of a 1950’s cottage and I would definitely recommend reservations. If I was forced to choose, I think the lobster, shrimp and mushroom risotto was my very favorite. Sister and I love to get two things and share, so we actually got that and the veggie plate. Both were divine.
No trip would be complete without a stop at Tybee Island Social Club . We enjoyed a wonderful lunch on the porch on the way to the beach one day. I’m a huge fan of the fish tacos, but have been on to the peach and tomato salad and harvest plate lately. Sister and I share them, just like at the Fish Camp.
I don’t have nearly as many random scenes from around Some Beach because, while things were all peachy when we were out and about, they were all kinds of crazy when we were at the house. I really can’t go into all of the details because I’d be here for days, but the poor man across the street from Sister’s house tragically passed away (think flashing lights, detectives, body bags, and black vans). The next day Sister’s puppy was acting really odd – off balance, lethargic – and so they rushed her to the emergency vet only to find out that she was high. On pot. With the munchies and everything. OMG!!!!!! I can assure you that she didn’t get it from our house and we figure she had to have eaten something when we walked her out to the pier for sunrise. She had to spend 24-hours in detox at the animal hospital but made a full recovery. To round out the “odd things happen in threes”, Sister saved CeeCee from choking on a Smartie. I kid you not. These are the things Honey wants to put on his future blog entitled “Dixie UnDelightful”. It would probably be a hit.
All in all, we really had a lovely long weekend away with the family. We didn’t see much of Daddy-O as he was tending to some workers at their house the whole time we were in town. I have a strict rule of no white after Labor Day (unless in Florida!) and no pumpkin spice anything before Labor Day. The air is wonderfully crisp in Atlanta today and I’m about to get on making that first cup of PS coffee!!! It just might be Fall, y’all!
DIXIE DELIGHTS DELIVERED