We drove to Clinton on Friday and sat down to supper with Cindy's family and Kate, who had made her way back to Clinton from Charleston, and her friends at the beach. After waiting about an hour for our food, the manager informed us that they had had a computer problem and that our meals would soon be there and would be free. Except for the two beers consumed by my father in law. This is perhaps the first time I can think of in which the sweet tea had an advantage over beer.
The first clear distinction between Californians and Southerners is the Californian's persnickety nature as concerns how their food is prepared. At every meal, Tammy seemed to be involved in a struggle with the owners of restaurants as to what was appropriate preparation for food items. Interesting. By the end of her visit with us, I was able to get Tammy to remember a few people in her distant past as a southerner. Nevertheless, it was difficult, if not impossible, to connect her with culinary genetic background. Apparently, fat, salt and sugar have no place in her cuisine. With the exception of certain desserts which are apparently excepted.
Other than that, we had a great time in South Carolina. Kate got graduated, officially, and wecelebrated Mother's Day with a meal in downtown Greenville and a stroll through the Art Festival. It was fun, although I am kind of glad it is over at this point.
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