Weekend Getaway: Savannah, GA
Savannah is just far enough to feel like a vacation, but close enough to not require serious travel. With the Fourth of July holiday coming up, we beat the heat and left the city for some sea breezes.
We got there just in time for brunch and stopped at B. Matthew's.
I love Savannah because it's so walkable. With the right shoes, you can get around the city without having to take a cab or bus. I've had the pleasure of going to Savannah several times, but my favorite was definitely in the 8th grade. It was one of my first long(ish) trips away from home, super hot and muggy (May in Georgia can be brutal), and my feet hurt constantly from the many hours spent touring the historic sites, but I still had the time of my life.
Still could've done without all of the homework, though.
From there we went to Tybee Island, which has a really cool pavilion and a nice beach vibe, but not very nice water. I wore a white one piece that day and it was gray by the time we got back to our hotel.
We didn't come back out until the sun came down. While I would've loved to go to a certain candy shop and have fudge for dinner, I was outnumbered and the hunt for real food began. My parents remembered a restaurant near City Market that they'd gone to once with live music. The streets were so bright, and with a bit of imagination we could've easily been in New Orleans.
Jazz'd is actually underground, which isn't uncommon for restaurants in Savannah. I think Paula Deen's place is the same way. Despite my not being 21 yet (a few more days but I'm certainly not counting), they were nice enough to accommodate us for dinner. What followed was my first experience in tapas-style dining, but with more of an American flair.
The lamb and the tomato dip were the clear winners of the night, and if we were hungrier I would gone for the truffle frites, chorizo sliders, beef tacos, and more lamb.
All that savory goodness had to be balanced out with something sweet, and after careful consideration, I decided on the flourless chocolate torte.
Needless to say, I slept like a rock.
The next morning's brunch at The Funky Brunch Cafe was close to perfect. They give people the option to make their pancakes right at the table, but those tables had an incredibly long wait and we were far too hungry for all of that. Maybe one day, when it's not so hot outside and we're not in a hurry to get to the beach.
We spent a few hours at Hilton Head. Much better water and I got to go shell hunting, which was great. That evening I went out and spent a few hours on River Street on my own, where I finally got that fudge I wanted.
The next morning we didn't do much except eat and walk around some more. The creole omelettes at Huey's were very good, but the beignets really stole the show.
All in all, it was a restful and delicious trip :)