The Food

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Great food and wine flowed freely on this holiday … my camera sadly was not at the ready to depict it all.
What an idyllic dinner setting Hilda provided for us that first night, as we ate outdoors on her deck in the thick of the Blue Ridge Mountains. Candles were lit, and the cicadas chirped loudly as we dove into a delicious meal of butter chicken, while the wine and conversation flowed freely.  
Corona with lime anyone?
 I almost bought into the theory that there’s nothing better than a cold beer on a hot day … well at least if that day is 95 degrees F, which a lot of them were. 
Hilda was the baker of this mammoth loaf of sourdough bread … and it was superb. She volunteers with an organization that bakes these delicious loaves for the homeless.  We virtually grazed off of this one loaf for the better part of the time we were there… and there appeared to be no end to it.  It made for some of the best crunchy toast and delicious sandwiches. 
Crab cakes was my choice for dinner at Fleet’s Landing which was touted as one of Charleston’s great seafood restaurants.  
Not a lover of seafood, Hilda declared her chicken dish a hit, and while Bev’s seafood medley was delicious, the decadent rich flavours did not sit well with her that night and into the next day. 

A sandwich to remember
We thought we’d hit the jackpot 
with these $4.00 Happy Hour drinks
Dining al fresco at Toccoa River Restaurant
The food was great, weather superb (I think the humidity was low(er) that night) and our British server was just downright adorable and delightful

Breakfast at The Flying Biscuit 
in Greenville with Dow
Bev became very proficient at mixing up these drinks




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