Charm. Culture. History. Arts. Food.
As Aimee and I sit here finishing “Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil”, and thinking about our amazing weekend getaway, those are the first five that come to mind. Though I’m sure there are many more. Savannah was very lovely at this time of year – All those Azaleas! They were everywhere and they were absolutely beautiful! Between the blooms, the mysterious Spanish moss and the many squares throughout the Historic District, we were hooked! As always, check out our Picasa Album for the full complement of photos.
Our trip started out by going straight to Tybee Island to have brunch at The Breakfast Club. We asked to meet the owner of this small-family operated spot because the restaurant was full of Chicago references and memorabilia. Turns out she was born and raised in Chicago so we got to have a quick chat about our city.
After a walk through the numerous squares and along the river front, we were already comfortable with the with the lay of the land. It’s a very walkable city – just don’t walk too fast!
We participated in liturgy for the 4th Sunday of Lent at the Cathedral of John the Baptist whose interior was eerily reminiscent of the Basilica on Notre Dame’s campus.
We got a coveted reservation at the Olde Pink House for dinner on Saturday… at 9:30pm! We spent some time in the basement bar where we enjoyed a mint julep (with Woodford Reserve of course) and champagne while we listened to the stylings of the bar’s “piano-man”. We were seated at 10:10pm, and dinner was well worth the wait, we had a delicious dinner consisting of she crab soup, fried green tomatoes, flounder and soft shell crab. It was a delicious and very satisfying Southern meal – unfortunately, we were barely awake by the time dinner came!
On Sunday we took breakfast at the Hamilton-Turner Inn, our Bed and Breakfast for the weekend. I was very impressed with the historic inn, their property and of course the breakfast, which was much grander than I’ve experienced in other B&Bs.
After breakfast and a quick jog through Forsyth Park, we hopped on the Old Savannah Tour bus for a guided tour of the Historic and Victorian Districts of Savannah.
This is Lady and Sons, Paula Deen’s restaurant, where we originally intended to dine on Saturday but after more careful research decided that Olde Pink House would be both less commercialized and likely better. I can’t imagine we were wrong but this was neat to see nonetheless.
The famous Savannah Candy Kitchen, located in the City Market area (also, turns out, Terminal B of the Atlanta airport), is a staple of any Savannah visit. We bought a few treats for us and friends. Most notably some “thank you” victuals for Atlanta Megan who, last minute, offered to watch Crowley while we were away.
Life returns today to its slightly faster pace, measurably healthier eating, and just a touch less Southern. We’ll be back to Savannah but in the meantime, we’ll remember the wise words of Joe Odom in “Midnight”:
“If you leave a party early, you got to take a traveler” i.e. a drink to go, a legal and and oft-utilized custom in Savannah.
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