Tuesday before Thanksgiving, more seafood and beer

Well, today we spent the day on Folly Beach, where we drove up and around to get the lay of the land, then drove up to the road off Folly Beach Road, headed south toward Bowen Island Restaurant, and laughed together at how casual it looked. Picture this: a large collection of oddly mismatched buildings, with nothing to show that there was a restaurant in the mix, but with a large pile of oyster shells out front. Kate spotted an unlit sign which read: Sophisticate. It was beyond surreal. It was very funny though.

Later, we drove up to Piggly Wiggly and got gas, then we drove back into the village of Folly Beach and I dropped the ladies off and Papa Jack and I drove back to the condo to drop off the ten pounds of shrimp we had purchased at a seafood store at which we are planning to eat on Friday when they are planning a beer and seafood party on the dock. Should be fun.

After we deposited the shrimp in the condo, we headed back to the restaurant and sat down to eat a huge bowl of fish chowder with a nice amber beer. Then everyone went off to explore downtown, with the exception of Cindy and me, who headed back to the condo. I then picked up the rest of the party and we returned to condo unit for naps and Cindy, Kate and I went back to the Pig for groceries and provisions.

Tonight, we shared a meal of boiled shrimp, salad and macaroni and cheese. I have to make the biscuits and cornbread for the dressing tonight. I am not into it, but Cindy says Thanksgiving is on Thursday, so I must comply.

Must comply.