A Southern Oktoberfest
Trip Start Dec 01, 2010
51Trip End Mar 01, 2011
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As we arrived at the venue I quickly realized that this was going to be a wonderful event for me. You see, as we all know by now I have a passion for food. I enjoy everything about food. Buying, cooking, smelling, tasting and yes gorging on anything that will not bite me back. This was a bring some kind of covered dish, whatever it might be for all to enjoy event! Oh yea…thank you Baby Jesus! We met our guests and they started introducing us to some of their neighbors, all the while I can not focus as the food table was a mere 10 feet away. My neck was starting to ache as I tried to survey the bounty of this feast.
After what seemed like a day the band that was playing, and by the way they were outstanding, made the call that chow was on. Yes! It took every once of will power not to plow into the masses and get to that line. But I played it cool, waiting for just the right opportunity to pounce. You see I wanted the first wave to go through so I might have a better opportunity to slowly peruse this two sided buffet table. OK, the time was right I was off. As I approached I noticed that Harry was right in front of me. Could he have been using the same technique?
With plate in hand and a smile on my face I proceeded, ever so slowly looking and trying to figure out how I was going to get everything on my plate. You see, for a split second I forgot where I was. Void was the usual Oktoberfest fare, we were in South Carolina. Grits & Cheese, Shredded Venison (deer season opened lest week-end), fried chicken, sea food salad, greens etc. Potato salads of no less then 5 ways, 2 kinds of sausage that when asked what kind it was the response was "South Carolina kind", and a host of Family recipes of who knows what it was. With all this wonderful food a simple but yet surprisingly delicious dish was my favorite. In a pan was Pineapple chunks and what I think was cheddar cheese melted in, covered with a sort of Ritz cracker coating. I know what you are thinking but stop, make it and then decide for yourself. I don't know what it might be – main dish – salad or desert? Who cares, it was GOOD! I asked a woman nearby what it was and her reply was a typical Southern response… “Darlin’ that’s for you to figure out.”
After filling up 2 times on food and once on desert we said our good-byes to all the folks we just met and headed over to Harry & Linda’s house. They, like us are slowly getting furniture and the like in their new home. We sat and talked for awhile and then made the move to hit the road back home to Longs. On the way home Gail and I were discussing the great day we had and started going over the food items that were there. As only my Gailsy can, she asked “what kind of strange Mac & Cheese was that”? She then started to explain that they might have over cooked the macaroni because it was mushy. She then surprised me again with the fact that she really liked it and she might try it that way. I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I had to give her the news. Gail had just eaten for the very first time Southern Grits and Cheese! Gail was shocked, could not believe it. She now has added Grits & Cheese to her menu of southern food firsts.
Each and every day has been a blessing for us since our move south. We have met and continue to meet just fantastic folks. We have good long time friends living just down the road and enjoy every day we wake up. I don’t know if this is the way retirement is supposed to be but we sure are loving it.