Somebody once accused us of being codependent because usually if you see Miss Terry, you’ll see me too. We really do enjoy spending time together, no matter what we are doing. Besides being very happily married, we truly like each other and are also very close friends. In fact, we were friends long before romance ever entered the picture. So no matter what we’re doing, be it running errands, going for a walk around the campground, or browsing a bookstore, if you see one of us, the other is usually not far away. I guess if that makes us codependent, so be it.
That’s not to say that we can’t do something on our own, because we do. Every once in a while Terry needs a shopping day, were she can take her time and browse, compare prices, and just be by herself for a while. Or at least as “by herself” she can be at a grocery store or a fiber shop. And I don’t mind that, it gives me a couple of hours to write, cruise the internet, look at online porn :), or just scratch whatever itches without getting The Look. Come on guys, you know what The Look is. We all get it from time to time. In fact, I’m pretty sure that when Miss Terry proofs this paragraph of the blog, I will be getting The Look!
Yesterday was one of those times when we each had something to do. I drove across the very high Talmadge Memorial Bridge over the Savannah River and into town to drop off the last of the new issue of the Gypsy Journal at the commercial mail service. I’ve driven over this bridge several times, and because it’s two lanes in each direction and has a high guardrail it’s not too bad as long as I stay in the center lane. But I have always had Terry, and sometimes Greg and Jan in the Explorer with me so I had somebody to snivel to. But it was no problem because I had my big boy panties on.
The reason Terry didn’t go with me is because she was busy making a delicious red velvet cake for Jan’s birthday. And it tasted even better than it looked!
We spent the afternoon at home, Terry crocheting and doing laundry, and me doing some research. That was hard, because the usually good WiFi signal here at Hardeeville RV Park kept dropping in and out, and our Verizon air cards were about worthless. Even our Verizon phones don’t want to work here. One minute we will have five full bars of 4G service, and the next moment none at all. Several times we have lost the connection right in the middle of telephone calls.
About 4 o’clock we left with Greg and Jan to drive to Tybee Island for Jan’s birthday dinner at a wonderful place called simply The Crab Shack. Several readers have recommended the rustic waterfront restaurant to us, telling us it was going to be a memorable dining experience. And they were right!
We chose to sit outside on one of the patios, with a nice view of the river and good Jimmy Buffett music playing in the background. We were joined by readers Peggy Krepelka and Dave Koehler, who are parked a couple of sites down from us at the campground. I’m not sure where Dave is in this photo, he must be camera shy, but here (L – R) are Terry, Greg, Jan, and Peggy.
The menu had so many selections it was hard to choose, but we went with the advice of our friends Russ and Deb Davis, who have eaten there before, and ordered the Captain’s Sampler for two.
Wow! It was huge! They don’t serve fried food at The Crab Shack. It’s steamed, very much like the Cajun Boil at the Boiling Pot in Rockport, Texas. Only this was even bigger, with more choices, and even more delicious if that is possible. Our meal included snow crab legs, red rock crab, shrimp, mussels, crawdads, sausage, potatoes, and corn on the cob. There is no way that just the two of us could finish that, but we darned sure tried! This has to go down as one of the most amazing meals we have ever had.
There were several resident cats that wandered around the patio, sitting politely near the tables waiting patiently for a tidbit. I’m not a cat person, but I’ll admit I found myself slipping them an occasional shrimp. You know you’re on the coast when you’re feeding shrimp to the cats! I wonder what those critters would do if someone took them home and put some Friskies in front of them? If I were a cat (heaven forbid) I’d walk right past them and back to the restaurant for some more shrimp or crab.
Some of you probably think it’s pretty gross having cats wandering around on the patio, but people who own dogs and cats have them in their houses or RVs when they eat, so what’s the problem? They were very well behaved, did not jump up on you or beg, or even meow for attention.
When we finally pushed ourselves away from the table it took some effort. I don’t think anybody went away hungry, including the cats. The restaurant has its own resident alligator population in a little lighted pond, and while they weren’t all that big, one of these days they could be.
This is one of several stuffed alligators around the property. I definitely would not want to find myself in the water with one of these critters!\
After we left the restaurant we took a quick ride through Tybee Island’s business district, which is basically one street lined with restaurants, bars, stores selling beach souvenirs, and motels.
Back at home Greg and Jan came over to our motorhome for some of that birthday cake I told you about. After that huge dinner I don’t know how any of us managed to eat any cake, but it was so delicious that we did! I may not be able to move for a week.
Thought For The Day – I’ll have to think twice about it before I give it a second thought.