Two Words: Tourist Trap.
We headed out to Mrs. Wilkes on Friday to get our Southern-all-you-can-eat-grub on in a bit of a post new years hangover. Unfortunately, Mrs. Wilkes was closed for the holiday and for the entire weekend after. Guess I'll put that one on the shelf for my next visit.
Instead we ended up at The Olde Pink House. The atmosphere itself was charming in that historic Savannah kinda way, but the overall feeling was one of discomfort with bad acoustics where it felt like everyone in the room could hear your conversation.
Both my dining companion and I started with the She Crab Soup. I had two bites, put my spoon down and instantly regreted the $7.95 I was going to give up. Not only was the soup luke warm, it was...and this is going to sound gross...chunky. And when I say that, I'm not talking chunks of crab, but rather congealed chunks of soup. Like when you take a can of Campbells condensed something-or-other and add a can of water to it.
I also ordered the Ham and Cheese Sandwich, mostly because it was made with Pimento Cheese, dipped in egg and then pan fried. It was good, but surprisingly bland and probably better in theory.
I'd probably go back if only to get the Popovers that were served before lunch. Served with a sweet butter, they were perfectly light and delicious. Ok, honestly, if you're ever in Savannah, stop in and have one (or two like me).
I really wanted to like this place, but it reminded me of some of the restaurants out near Disney. They don't really care if every tourist is happy and are fine with putting out mediocre food. Because more tourist are literally right around the corner.
I promise there is amazing food forthcoming! A little foreshadowing: I had one of my top five favorite meals in Savannah and I'll describe it soon....
In the meantime, here's another fun photo from the cemetery...