Like Charleston, we came to see Savannah—and we ate it!
Lunch was a fried green tomato BLT on an outdoor patio overlooking the river. Then we shopped along Broughton Street and stopped at Leopold’s for ice cream. Because apparently, shopping requires refreshments.
We ended the day with an incredible dinner at The Olde Pink House. It came highly recommended, and it did not disappoint. Biscuits, pecan-crusted chicken, fried chicken, and key lime pie—the perfect Southern comfort food finale to our foodie tour through the South.
We did manage to squeeze some sightseeing in between meals. We toured the Owens-Thomas House and Slave Quarters, explored City Market and the riverfront, and visited Forsyth Park to admire the statues and beautiful fountain.
Susan and I also found the Oglethorpe memorial and left stones of our own. Amid all the food, sightseeing, and laughter, that quiet moment was incredibly meaningful—a memory I’ll carry home with me.
Food, history, laughter, and sisterhood. What an amazing week with good friends.
Three places, each with something different to love—Charleston’s oldest reform synagogue, beautiful homes and wonderful meals, Beaufort’s unexpected charm and historical golf cart tour, and Savannah’s parks, riverfront, and a meaningful moment leaving stones with Susan.
By dinner last night, we were already talking about our next adventure. Maybe Nashville and Memphis. Maybe South Dakota to see Mount Rushmore and the Badlands. Wherever we go, I know we’ll have a good time. And I suspect we’ll find something to eat.
Now I’m at the airport, having switched to an earlier flight to get ahead of the impending hurricane. A slightly hurried ending to a wonderful trip.
I miss my girlfriends already. We came from different places, met up in Charleston, fell in love with Beaufort, and ate our way through Savannah.
I can’t wait to see where our traveling sisterhood goes next.
From Juju with love 💙
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