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Remembering Lunch in Plains 2025 just began. But I'm thinking back to a lunch from 9 years ago.  It was January 2016, when Don and I had lunch at Buffalo Cafe. Along with our lunch, we had an unforgettable visit to the Georgia town, where Jimmy Carter grew up. I grinned to see this smiling statue as we left town. December 29, 2025 Just a few days ago, the TV news told us that President Carter passed away.  My eyes went from the TV to the funny peanut ornament on our tree. The day before, Don noticed the ornament on the floor. It had fallen from the tree, so me put it back on the branch. That smiling peanut suddenly seemed so sad. Shopping in 2016 Our tree ornament was a reminder of the little shops we visited on Main Street, when we went to Plains nearly a decade ago.  Philip Kurland's shop (which happened to be for sale at the time) was filled with political memorabilia. We peeked in a couple more stores.
I wish we'd bought some local peanuts! Spotlight on the Carters! I remember the faces looking out from the windows, of this corner building. An image of Jimmy and Rosalynn, on their wedding day.  Jimmy and Rosalynn were both born in Plains. It seemed incredible in 2016, to realize they both lived just down the road, in the house they built in 1961. Spotlight on the Carters The flags and the red, white & blue banner, made it almost feel like 1976 on Main Street. The "campaign" sign was really just a reminder that Plains is the home of the 39th president.  Mostly the town seemed to embrace the Carter Family, as beloved members of their tiny community. Carter Farm in Archery Before our lunch at the cafe, Don and I visited Jimmy's boyhood home, just 3 miles down the road. I wondered if he had contact with any of his playmates from Archery, which was a mostly African American community at the time.
We were the only visitors on that January day. It was incredible to walk through Jimmy's boyhood home and hear his voice (on speakers) narrating stories about childhood. Jimmy's School Schools were segregated in 1941, so Jimmy went to high school in Plains. Rosalynn was younger, but she had been valedictorian. The school is now a lovely museum.
A quote from Jimmy in 1971 was moving to read in 2016. The displayed words about discrimination and honesty, seem even more powerful in January of 2025. Buffalo Cafe We were relieved to find an open restaurant, by the time we finished our exploring.  The cozy cafe was housed in an old bank on Main Street, across from the train station. Plains Buffalo Mascot The brick walls were covered with photos and plaques. A sport jersey here, a buffalo image there.  The Plains Buffalo was the school mascot, when Jimmy and Rosaylnn went to High School. I believe local students go to school in nearby Americus, today. Food I should have asked our young waiter what the Carters liked to order when they came to dine. I heard that Jimmy and Rosalynn stoped in fairly often. I also heard that Jimmy never lingered. He was always on the go.  If I'd seen anything with peanuts on the menu, I would have gone for it. Instead, I went for a grilled cheese sandwich and a yummy potato soup. It seemed simple and homey and it tasted just right. Don was pleased with his pulled pork sandwich. Off We Go Our meal was pleasant tasty. We didn't spot the Carters, but we did pass their home, just a half mile from the cafe. The yard signs were a happy announcement that Jimmy's cancer had just gone in remission.  The secret service "guard house" and the fence, reminded us that Mr. Carter was indeed a former president, not just a hard working, honest man, living in his hometown.  We left Plains and drove about 10 minutes to Americus, where we would spend the night... and get up at the crack of dawn to go to the Carter's Baptist Church on Sunday morning! That's a much bigger story, with a much more memorable dining adventure. Click on the link below: https://www.thebethlists.com/diverse-dining-list/mimmies-diner-in-plains-ga Today So today, I think about Jimmy and I'm so grateful for our visit to Plains and our sweet little lunch.  I wish I had a grilled cheese sandwich right now, as I settle down to read.
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Good Name When Don and I visited Saint Simons Island last year, we hoped to find a local favorite for lunch.  Then we learned about this place, with the comfy name. We found out it had been spotlighted on Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives, so that made the decision easy. We arrived close to 11:00, since we heard the place gets a big lunch crowd. Once a Gas Station? We'd heard this yummy little "dive" had once been a gas station. I love well-worn buildings that are cleverly converted.  But when we pulled up, the building looked too darn fresh and cute to be old. Inside I don't usually complain about places being too clean.  But where was the charm of the old gas station? Regulars At least there were a lot of fellas that filled up the bar stools. Maybe they were talking cars or the price of gas.  Actually I stopped complaining about this new diner pretending to be old, when I learned about the fire. In 2010, not long after Guy Fieri filmed his piece for Food Network, the original Southern Soul burned to the ground. It had indeed been a gas station. Luckily the cooks and staff got out in time and they were able to rebuild. A Table! There were plenty of picnic tables outside, but it was too cold and windy. We snatched an inside table right next to a young mama and her baby stroller. Another table of dining girlfriends yakked and giggled nearby.
This was clearly not a place where you get a medal of dining bravery. But that's okay. We were there for the good food reviews as much anything. Stew and Sandwich! Don was eager to give the "Pig Sandwich" a try. The pulled pork and coleslaw was sweet and crunchy, with lots of options for sauce.  I was eager to try the Brunswick stew. I'd heard about the famous food from a Georgian a year before. My little Styrofoam container was packed with smoked meat, tomatoes, butter beans and corn. It was indeed yummy. Sauce I'm the last one in my family to tell you which BBQ sauce to choose.  When we've had our own sauce tasting gatherings, I end up drawing pictures on my score sheet. But I will tell you, I like the name Red Swine Wine best. Decor Even though the tables and stools gave the diner an "eat and get going" feel, there were some homey touches.  Yes, there were pigs and goats and that always gives me a boost! Maybe I'll visit again.
Savannah, GA
I learned about this place from my sister's blog, but it also seemed to be getting some Yelp attention when we visited last January. Saturday The tiny place was off the beaten tourist path, so we never would have stumbled across it. We heard there was often a wait, so we arrived about 9 on Saturday morning.
I have a feeling the cold weather may have also slowed down the crowds, a bit. Warm and Cozy Inside  My blurry photo shows how packed the place was by 9. There was quite a bit of serious eating going on.  And quite a few picking up carry outs, as well. There was a lot of movement behind that counter! Breakfast Time There were only about 4 tables and 4 booths, so we were lucky to be seated. Our table was near where the food action was taking place.  About 9 employees bustled around near the sizzling grill, cooking, carrying or hollering out orders. The coffee tasted good on a cold morning, but there was only powered creamer. That's okay. Our meal made up for that! Biscuits and Gravy I ordered the biscuits and gravy, since that's what everyone raves about! What a surprise to have these heavenly biscuits with a brown, sausage gravy!  The non-creamy gravy, with sausage and savory seasonings made me feel I was enjoying a little Thanksgiving, actually. Works for me! Shrimp and Grits Don is not a grits kind of guy, but how could he resist. Narobia's gets one of the best ratings for soul food, so he couldn't go wrong.  I loved the bites I stole... lots of grilled onion and green pepper, along with shrimp! I just wish the place hadn't been so busy so I could have asked a question or 2. I sure didn't want to slow the place down! Snow? By the time we finished our meal and gave our table over to others, a light snow was falling.  It was a fun moment when all the customers and some staff looked out to see the big flakes. I didn't exactly capture the snow in the photo, but it felt like the perfect winter morning for a big breakfast.
Night 3 in Savannah Last January, Don and I spent 3 days exploring old Savannah. Our last day was drizzly, but it only added to the character of the waterfront and buildings, like the Savannah Cotton Exchange.
By evening, we were in a wandering mood. One of those times neither one of us could make a good decision. Playing Tourist The weather grew chilly and few were around the touristy City Market area.  The giant ice cream cones didn't lure us in as much as the copper kettle hanging over the door. The idea of candy actually cooking, sounded warm.  Don posed with the colorful candy and we bought some pralines and other goodies and then, we wandered more. Crystal Beer Parlor We shivered in the dreary weather and headed towards this old brick building on West Jones.  We had 2 good reasons to give the Crystal Parlor a try. First of all, it was within walking distance of our small hotel. That's a huge plus. And we were told it was a place where locals hang out and that can be a good thing. Gerken Family Grocery Store In the early 1900's this was a family run grocery store, with the family living upstairs. It wasn't until 1933 that the Mannings bought the place and turned it into the Crystal Beer Parlor.
It's rumored that the Parlor operated a speakeasy during prohibition. That may or may not be true, but we do know the place was well loved by locals, who came for 10-cent beers and 30-cent grilled burgers! Cozy It was a Friday when we arrived, so things were already hopping.  Obviously a lot of people had come straight from work. It felt a little like the bar in Cheers. 2 Seats Don and I were able to grab 2 seats at the bar.  The red vinyl booths were all taken and the long wooden bar felt welcoming enough. Beer at the Bar Don made use of the fact we were at a beer parlor. Most of the people around us were drinking beer, but there was quite a bit of feasting, too.  The hamburgers looked wonderful. I learned later, that many consider them the best in Savannah. Photos! I love a bar or restaurant with lots of old photos. One image reminded me of my brother's old cartoon drawings and it gave me a very silly reason to strike up a conversation with the ponytailed man sitting beside me.  After he left, a nurse took his seat and we talked about her life in Maine and what it was like to move to the south 15 years ago. It was nice that people were talking with each other and not staring at cell phones for a change. Exploring I went on a little exploring mission after a while and found the Monroe Room, with lots of old photos. Monroe Whitlock and "Smitty" Smith were well loved servers at The Parlor for over 45 years.  What does that tell you when a restaurant names a room after an employee? And I also loved this photo of lyricist, Johnny Mercer with the young boy... who looks very much like Don as a kid. Johnny Mercer Savannah is very proud of their Native Son, Johnny. We found his image on park benches and plaques here and there. I'm guessing he was a fan of Crystal Parlor back in the day.
I'm feeling really bad now, that we didn't end up trying one of those burgers or some She Crab Soup. We failed on our last night to have any real dining adventure, but we did find good atmosphere.
Since 1959 Here is the impressive wooden door where we entered Boar's Head Tavern, last January.
The building was just a minute walk from our hotel, which was also in a restored cotton warehouse on the Savannah Riverfront. From Low to High We walked by the corner restaurant a number of times during our stay.  The stone path from the river, took us right by the green and white awning each time we headed towards the main road above the bluff. The Name  It was hard not to think of deli meats with a name like Boar's Head, but we were eager to give the place a try. Interior The place may have been a tavern since the fifties, but the brick walls and beamed ceilings brought back the feel of the cotton warehouse days, many years before.
I was glad to see there was a boar mounted on the wall. There was a reason for the name... besides deli meats. The Bar It was too dark to see the view of the river out the windows, but we were entertained by our bartender and the other guests instead.  The couple beside us, told us about recently seeing the Northern Lights in Iceland and some other travel stories. We had nothing to top that, so we asked our bartender about some history. As she cupped her hands around a mug of tea, she actually did have quite a bit of history to share. A Drink and History Our bartender fixed Don this retro looking drink and told us about Chef Philip Branan, who bought Boar's Head some years back
She explained how the building (a portion of it was built in 1780) used to be owned by many different businesses, which can get pretty complicated. Chef Philip started his career working in Savannah restaurants at age 15. Evidently he was trained at The Culinary Institute in NY, before returning to his roots in Savannah. One of 3 Rooms The tavern dining room had a view of the kitchen, but I didn't get a good glimpse of the chef.  It was an odd arrangement with tables and captain's chairs that could have come from a 1970's Red Lobster. And then there was the chandelier hanging from exposed beams. Back Room The back room was the coziest, but a large party was filling it for a while.  After they departed, we got to roam around and study the view of the river and ballast stone and brick walls. Ship Ladies Don found some decor he liked.
Lots of reminders of the ships that once carried the cotton away from Savannah. Our Meal So we got to find out if the food was as good as we'd heard. It actually was pretty amazing.  Our very sweet server, Daniel gave us lots of suggestions. We ended up with chicken Caesar salad, incredibly rich spinach salad and the most amazing platter of grilled mushrooms. Great Food & Curious Atmosphere I will always, remember the excellent food and the somewhat quirky atmosphere. I'm actually glad it hasn't been spiffed up with trendy tables to accent the stone and brick. I'm glad it felt low key and comfortable... of course we were there off season.
Mostly I'm glad we traveled the stone path to reach the stairway to the street ... or we might not have come across the cozy place! Gotta love Old Savannah!
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The Dining Blog
This is a blog about Dining Adventures. Sometimes, I talk about food. Below, you can read how this started. On July 4th 2011, I set a goal to try 50 culturally diverse restaurants in one year! (I knew that was possible, living in the Houston area) I spent the year pulling in friends and family to join me, on some unusual dining adventures. I met some curious people, tried some scary foods and explored places and cultures I never would have otherwise. Even though I met my goal, I learned too much to end my adventures in dining. I have continued blogging about memorable dining adventures of all kinds, near and far... and all the discoveries and funny things I've learned along the way! Locations and types of dining adventures, are listed further down. Archives
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