Savannah, y'all

Dad came to visit last week and we went to Savannah.  I was thrilled to visit Paula Deen's restaurant.  As you can see, Paula's cardboard cutout was equally thrilled to meet me.  For those of you not familiar with her work, she presides over a southern cooking multimedia empire.  We had dinner at her "The Lady and Sons" restaurant, and even though we only had crab cakes and salad, we were totally defeated by the quantities of food and the fat content. Our waiter was concerned, and we had to assure him that the dinner was delicious, but we were from the North.  The thing that did me in was the visit from the young lady who introduced herself as "The Bread Girl", and who encouraged you to put maple syrup on your corn bread pancakes.

We also visited the birthplace of Juliette Gordon Low, founder of the American Girl Scouts.  Our tour guide was straight from central casting, and kept referring to all of us as "babies", i.e. "The chandeliers are original to the house, babies."  I learned to my amusement that Juliette's no-good drunk of a husband died of a "social disease", and apparently, tour groups of Girl Scouts find this fascinating.  The guide said the girls always try to guess which one did Mr. Low in.