Our next meal was to be at Southern Soul, one of the best bbq restaurants in the South and a place that has been on my bucket list for about five years. The restaurant is on St. Simon’s island, about 20 minutes from brunswick. The day before we arrived I called the restaurant to double check their hours and get the low down on when they were likely to run out of meat.
me - Hi, what time do you close on Monday?
ss - we’re not open on Monday
me - your website says you’re open
ss -we’re not open
me - well that’s disappointing, my brothers and I paid for an airbnb on the island so we could eat your food.
ss - we’re not open on monday
me - Perhaps you should update your website to reflect that so other people don’t make similar plans or worse, show up at your restaurant on monday.
ss - we just made the decision to close, we’re short handed, this is the first monday we’ve closed.
to their credit, they posted something on facebook about an hour later but their website still states they are open on mondays.
So, after some back and forth, we decided to try the Crab Trap, also on St. Simons Island. We each started with a bowl of their very good crab soup, I had the oyster platter, one of my brothers the local shrimp platter and my other brother a seafood platter with scallops and crab cakes.
Wow, it was all great, especially the local shrimp platter. believe it or not, prices seemed quite t a bit lower than manhattan Of note, were the battered fries, a local specialty, I don’t even want to think about what was going on with arteries after this meal.
So, in the middle of our table was a hole into which we could throw our shrimp shells. Beneath the hole was a small garbage can, at the end of our meal, I got the bright idea to move the garbage can, place my head in the hole and ask the waiter to bring the next group over to the table.
I was thinking we could exchange witty repartee and perhaps they’d feed me odd bits of this and that. Unfortunately, the waiter refused and in fact, didn’t find my hijinks entirely amusing. for the record, I’d had nothing stronger than half sweet, half unsweetened tea.