Savannah- Day Two

Let me tell you a little something about sharing a room… it’s different than you think it will be… especially when said persons snore like there is no tomorrow… I mean loud enough to wake the freaking dead! Add to that the insomnia that you’re already got in your bag of tricks and your left with watching the clock on the tv count the seconds, minutes and hours till morning….
7a… Time for a shower… heaven… after you get over how high the lip of the tub is…
8:00a… still an hour till our breakfast is going to be delivered room… being anti social people that we are (JK) we had breakfast sent up. You have to reserve a tray the night before and put in your order… I took the opportunity to read the binder in the room with all the deats… looking at the painting of the guy from back in the day who looked down at you with a disapproving look. (totally freaked me out… thank God you couldn’t see his face in the dark)
The fireplace… Very easy to do… and it sure did warm up the room. (Savannah was having a bit of a cold snap when we were there… go figure)
9:00 The tray with the food arrived… I ordered a Goat Cheese Omelet which was absoluteness delicious! But alas instead of the tea we thought we requested… it was coffee… for those of you who know me I’m not a coffee drinker… so I was a little disappointed to be honest… but the omelet made up for it I think…
10:00a We left for the Mansion at Forsyth Park in the freezing cold, raining weather that seemed to have descended on Savannah the moment we rolled in… It had been in the upper 70’s and sunny just days before…
We stopped at the cafe first… momma (and I mean me) needed some apple juice before going into the Grand Bohemian Gallery… The shop was the most impressive part with paintings, sketches, jewelry, statues and other works of art….
Loved this sign…
Brilliant sculpture outside of the gallery…
Loved this painting… and it was available for purchase…
Loved this chandelier…
Poppies…
One of the many sketches available in the gallery store…

After a few more ‘happy snaps” it was time to move on… and check out 700 Drayton next door… ( a bit to pretentious… but I got some pictures anyway…)

Setting area in the lobby…

After a failed attempt to go to the French Market (it’s not open till 11a on Mondays) we decided to walk a few shops down to the The Spice and Tea Exchange… and we were not disappointed. From the very second you step through the door you feel like you’ve entered another world. The smell was heavenly… and the choices were limitless…

The sights and smells were completely mesmerizing.

There are rows and rows of apothecary jars filled with spices, teas rubs salt, pepper sugars, flowers for sachets and all sort of wonderful things…

I wanted to take these home with me…

So how do you choose you ask? Well after a lot of thought I selected two of the flavored sugars Raspberry and Tangerine (I nearly got the lemon instead… but given my recent enjoyment of orange flavored things… I went with the tangerine) The other options (at least those that I can remember… were Lemon, Lime, Strawberry, Cocoa, Coconut… All of them sound delicious don’t you think?

Tea spoons anyone?

My final purchase from the shop was loose Darjeeling Tea… which even though I’ve been back home for three days now… I still haven’t tried… but I already know it’s going to be delicious… b/c it’s one of my favorite teas besides English Breakfast and Constant Comment. I contemplated some Basil and a glass jar to put my favorite herb in… but decided against it in the end… as the time for our lunch reservations was fast approaching.So we call Jane (she was circling with the car due and extreme lack of available parking spaces!!!) and headed for our lunch destination… Vics on the River.

Vics on the River
We were lucky to secure a table right by a window over looking the river…
There’s my sister looking lovely as always… I wish I could be so photogenic… but alas when I see a camera pointed at my face I’m like a deer in headlights…

So moving on… After careful consideration about just what I wanted to get for lunch… I settled on the Crobb salad…

I know… I know…. you’re thinking it should be Cobb Salad right? Well in the case it is Crobb… b/c this salad as crab on it! And not just crab… there is bacon, cucumber, tomato, pineapple and goat cheese.

Check it out…

Crobb Salad

Are you attempting to reach your hand through your computer screen right now to get a tasty bite of this salad? Yes? Well then my photographic work is done=)

The salad was delicious.. although as you can see it’s much to large for anyone person… so I did the best I could with it… and packed up the rest…

Now onto Paris… well the Paris Market that is…

The Paris Market…

From the moment you step into the Paris Market you feel like you have been transported to another place… another time..It’s filled with everything you would hope a Parisian shop to be filled with and more… Beautiful jewelry, scented candles, and soaps… shells of every shape in apothecary jars…Chocolate… books on travel, architecture and culinary desserts.

Display… the most amazing collection of sea shells in apothecary jars…
Metro…

I regret not being able to purchase any of the lovely shells and a few of the other things in the store… but alas the time for our carriage ride was fast approaching….

Let me tell you a little bit about our carriage ride… first it was freezing outside… and I’m not talking a little chilly… I’m talking so cold that you just want to go back to your hotel and snuggle under the covers cold..None the less into the breech we went=) Armed with fleece blankets and a resolve to enjoy ourselves we were off…

Our carraige…

Our carriage driver had alot of interestinginformation to share with us…  and I’m
going to share some of it with you…

Love all the moss…

Henry Ford… the man responsible for putting the automotive industry on the map… during  a time when the price of cotton was going through the roof, decided that the abudant moss (that was freely hanging on the trees would do) So he went to stuffing them… unaware of the fact that Spanish moss is full of chiggers.

Thus the first Ford recall and the coining of the phrase… ‘working the bugs out.’

Twin homes…

Another interesting fact… there once were two sisters… who had to have everything alike. So when it came to their homes, their father thinking he could get ahead of the game had them designed exactly alike… You think they would have been happy right? No they had a knockout dragout right there in the street.

Other interesting facts…

– The Oglethorpe Club- a men only club had where all members had to be third gen. to be allowed in. Well there was the man (not sure of his name) who was bound and determined to be part of the club… but there was one ‘small’ problem. He wasn’t third generation… so what is a guy to do?

Build a house right across the street and plan parties within ten minutes of a club party… leaving no room for the guests (of the O. club) anywhere to park! Genius right?

If you travel around the streets of Savannah long enough you are bound to notice this particular architectural detail.  There are plenty of balconies… but instead of doors going out onto them… there are windows instead…

The reason for this is that there was a tax on on doors… so the ingenious residence of Savannah had tall windows put in instead… allowing them to walk out onto the balcony through the open window…Talking about working around something right?

As some of you who have visited Savannah may know… the entire city is laid out in military style… which means there are lots of parks and squares…

Originally the squares were meant to be completely fenced in so should the city ever come under attack the people from the surrounding houses/buildings could go to the square and be protected…                                                                                     

Now… since this blog is supposed to be ‘happy’ and not at all morbid I won’t post any pictures of the Colonial graveyard… after all we only just rode past it without actually going in it…It’s not an overly ornate graveyard… except for the front gate… but we did learn some interesting facts about it… During the Civil War when Sherman’s troops were cutting their way through the south… they made a notable stop in the city of Savannah. The houses across from the graveyard were used by the officers while the graveyard was reserved for those who let’s just say were more ‘green’ than the rest.

Now as you know… when teenagers are bored and have nothing worth while to do (I sound so old when I’m saying this…) the get into trouble… So many of the young officers used their bayonets to deface the headstones making some people born before they died or vice versa… and some of them were marked to have lived hundreds of years…

The Old Pink House

Moving onto dinner…. no trip to Savannah is complete without a trip to ‘The Olde Pink House’  on 23 Abercorn Street. This stately house was once a family home, then lawyers office, a bookstore before finally in 1991 it became the restaurant that it is todayWe dropped mom off at the house and then drove quite literally around the corner and found a parking garage… for which my feet were incredibility grateful…

Upon walking in we were escorted up a set of extremely narrow stairs (don’t worry there was an elevator if needed) and up to the second level… two rooms later we were seated at our table and within twenty minutes I entered into the world of culinary bliss. The Salmon on a bed of sauteed spinach was the best I had ever tasted… and arguably one of the best meals we had while in Savannah…