We only "ate out" twice the entire time we were gone (it's amazing how many times you can fill tummies with PB&J, honestly (or dishonestly sometimes, too...because we forgot to buy jam and only realized it when we were getting ready to head to the beach on Tuesday morning so we sent Zoë and Miriam back down to the breakfast bar to grab a few little tubs of jam...which...I mean...we bought a little jar of jam for Thursday...). Wednesday evening was one of those two times because there was a Cook Out right across the street from our hotel!
We like Cook Out, but there isn't really one close to our house.
Anyway, this Cook Out meal was a little disappointing because (a) their milkshake machine was broken, which meant no milkshakes (I'm trying to be a good pregnant lady and not eat a lot of sweets because I just know I'm going to be diagnosed with gestational diabetes any day now so this was probably good for me, but was disappointing for everyone else) and (b) they forgot to put any sauce in our order and Andrew forgot to ask. So we just ate...plain hush puppies and plain chicken strips.
"We will find dessert!" Andrew promised the kids.
There's this famous ice cream place in historic downtown Savannah called Leopold's. Andrew decided we'd go there. Why not?
So we drove downtown, parked, and started walking toward Broughton Street.
When we got to Leopold's there was a line of potential customers snaking down the block, so we decided to pass that ice cream place up and find another one. Ice cream is pretty much ice cream, right?
(And we're trying to avoid crowds these days).
So we headed down to River Street (not a good place to avoid crowds, honestly). The cobblestones of the street come from all over the world; they're ballast collected from ships that came to port (they'd ditch the ballast as they collected the goods they'd come for). It was a beautiful walk, despite the crowds.
Here we are at the Savannah River, where we were treated to another stunning sunset: