I went to South Carolina to visit my mother’s side of the family. I ate turkey, roast beef, rice and gravy, mac and cheese, greens, green beans, stuffed eggs, sweet potato pie and pecan pie. (No, not all at once!) We had several big dinners at my aunt and uncle’s place.
We also visited restaurants such as TBonz Gill and Grill in James Island, where we feasted on steak, fish, broccoli, baked potatoes and fried pickles. We drank iced tea, Coke, ginger ale and wine. Then there was Texas Roadhouse on the North Charleston side of town, where we downed thick steaks, fried okra, baked potatoes with sweet cinnamon butter and cream, more fried pickles and french fries. We drank gin, spiced rum, wine and juice.
But we didn’t just eat. We saw the USS Yorktown CV-10 Essex-class aircraft carrier in Mt. Pleasant. I shopped a lot at Walmart and Costco. We watched the Cowboys smash the Commanders on Thanksgiving Day. That was the lowest point of my otherwise wonderful visit.
