When In Low Country…

The Carolinas near the coast are called “Low Country” because they are low, lots of waterways interspersed with flat, sometimes marshy land. They have a unique cuisine, and when I’m in a new area I like to eat the food that is special to that area.

Last night after Art, Phyllis and Connie got me at the Wilmington, NC airport, we ate along the riverfront at a local place called The Pilot House — utterly charming. Some of the menu items, like fried catfish with red gravy, were a bridge too far. But I did have a cup of ham and collard green soup with a spicy seasoning, cornbread muffins, and fried green tomatoes as my main course. Utterly delicious.

I have a pic of Phyllis and Connie along the waterfront walk, which I will post as soon as I’m in a place where I can upload photos.

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