Amy and I have been talking about eating at Paula Deen’s restaurant, Lady & Son’s, in Savannah, GA for a long time. By the way, if you don’t know who Paula Deen is, you should be deported from our great nation. I had heard stories of the long lines and the legend grew in my mind over the years. Every year on the way to our Campus Harvest Conference in Raleigh, NC that we take our students to every year, I would always drive up 95 and dream of butter and fried stuff. My stomach would growl and then curse me for not eating there.
The thing is Savannah is about 20 minutes east of 95 and you have to be there around 8:30 in the morning to make a reservation for that specific day, you can’t call in reservations. So on the way back from our Every Nation North American Conference in D.C. last week, we started talking about it in the car again. As we were driving down 95, we made a few phone calls and struck out. We didn’t have our kids with us and we decide if ever there was a time, then now was it.
I could not take this anymore! So we veered off of the fast highway and sped over the big suspension bridge to get into Savannah. Our nerves were racing, the fear of the unknown was gripping our hearts! We pulled up to the restaurant and I dropped Amy off @ 12:30 to stand in line while I looked for a parking spot against the recommendations of the restaurant of just walking up to try and eat there.
Low and behold the favor of the Lord must have rested on my precious, beautiful wife. It pays to marry a beautiful woman. We got in, they turned away a bigger group in front and then let us in. Praise erupted from my soul! I was about to have sweet communion with Paula Deen! Then my heart stopped beating for a moment because it knew of the food that was about to enter the large oraface on the bottom of my head.
I ordered the buffet, cause I am a man. Amy ordered a tilapia sandwich with peach sauce. Both of our meals were fantastic and the hoe cakes were amazing. If you don’t know what they are they are kind of like a pancake version of cornbread. AMAZING! Amy had some chicken fried potatoes which were potato slices dipped in batter and then fried. Can you say heart attack? I had a hodge podge of many southern foods. Fried chicken, mac and cheese, potatoes and gravy, rice, green beans and a few other things. Dessert was also included with my meal and I had some banana pudding that was great and included the bananas being caramelized. We also ordered two of the 40, yes 40 different flavors of gooey butter cakes.
If you are ever driving on 95 and would like to roll the dice and try and get in, I would recommend it. If you’re ever in Savannah and you don’t go, you should be publicly tar and feathered. This is an experience every American should partake in. Paula, if you ever read this, please invite me to come eat for special events with dignitaries and celebrities and send me lots of your food.
So if you’re wondering why I titled my blog post, “I think I have a problem.” Its because we took a two hour excursion just to eat food. What do you think, would you have done it too? Or do I have a problem?