Sam Snead's Oak Grill and Tavern

Sometimes you just have a taste for something, or there is a place you want to go. That happens whenever we pass through Savannah. During the summer months we travel further than Savannah because it stays light longer in the day. We'll end up in Darian or Brunswick. But during the winter months, we will stop sooner and that means Savannah. Unfortunately I don't always remember the actual exit. We like going to Sam Snead's Oak Grill and Tavern for dinner, then stay at an inn close by. But I couldn't match the location of the restaurant with the inn and booked a room one more exit past the restaurant. So we decided to drive back the ten miles just to go to this place for nothing more than a hamburger - but it beat the typical Applebee's or something along those lines. We have always had a good overall experience there. I should have set google maps for Sam Snead's and then move along to the inn, but I wasn't thinking straight. In the end it worked out okay and was at least the fourth time we were there. Now I know the exit and put it in my reminder notes so we don't make the same mistake again. After all, we aren't in any hurry. So we're entitled to making a mistake here and there. It doesn't matter. 

Alligators and Skippers Fish Camp in Darien Georgia

When we travel to Florida by car we usually try to get as far as Darien, Georgia. There's not much to the place, but we are used to it. But rather than have dinner at Ruby Tuesday due to a lack of choice and proximity, we thought we would explore Skippers Fish Camp on the waterfront. It's only a couple miles away and definitely much more scenic and interesting. And the timing was perfect for a delightful sunset view. The restaurant was okay - we had crab cakes and blackened shrimp - but the little walk along the water was better. A lazy gator was hanging around looking for handouts. The locals said he had recently feasted on a cat. The fishing boats and smell of the water looked so familiar. All of this reminded me of growing up in Florida.  The sights and sounds are so different than the Midwest and DC. My husband always wondered why I was never nostalgic. I think I'm becoming more and more every year.