Hey Y'all!
So after a long Thanksgiving morning drive my mom and I made it to Savannah where we met up with my aunt and cousin and then like every other out-of-towner in a 20 mile radius, we headed down to Paula Deen's restaurant, The Lady & Sons for Thanksgiving dinner.
So after a long Thanksgiving morning drive my mom and I made it to Savannah where we met up with my aunt and cousin and then like every other out-of-towner in a 20 mile radius, we headed down to Paula Deen's restaurant, The Lady & Sons for Thanksgiving dinner.
We knew it would be busy but we were not prepared for the madness that greeted us outside on the street. There were hundreds of people waiting on the street for their names to be called, and these people weren't just people who showed up hoping to get in, these people, like us, had made reservations way in advance. We were preparing ourselves to wait the evening away when a hostess asked a few groups of people ahead of us if they wouldn't mind eating at the bar. They declined, and then another group declined, and then another. The hostess was about to go back inside when my mom caught her and said that we'd take the bar.
Our reservation was for 3:30, we were seated by 3:50!!
Because of the holiday there was no menu service, just a buffet filled with yummy southern style eats. I am not a big fan of turkey, but The Lady & Sons turkey was to die for, you didn't need a knife, you could cut it with your fork, and it had a nice smokey flavor to it with a little southern kick. Oh, and the macaroni and cheese, creamy perfection. Oh, oh, oh, and don't even get me started on the ho cakes - yes, I said ho cakes.
After dinner we headed back to the hotel and all complained about eating too much.
Now that's what I call a Thanksgiving.
2 comments:
What fun. i heart Savannah.
I love Savannah, I wish we could have stayed longer. 48 hours is not long enough.
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