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Just across the connecter from the Isle of Palms is Old Mt. Pleasant. Now, this Lowcountry town has no mountains and is about as flat as you can get, but it is aptly named for it’s fine shops, restaurants and homes that are every bit as charming as the Battery mansions. One of the more colorful establishments is The Wando Fish Company, which is right on the docks of Shem Creek. They sell the freshest fish, shrimp and crabs around and they also have my FAVORITE sign in the whole world pictured here with the nice man who tried to give me a orange tabby  with the four pounds of shrimp I bought for dinner.

Next door to The Wando Fish Company is The Wreck. Now the Wreck doesn’t look like much and it’s hard as hell to find, even with a GPS, they have some of the best and…

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A NEW KIND OF CRIME FIGHTERS, THE TURTLE TEAM!

If it’s not a crime that little baby sea turtles have a hard time making it from the nest to the surf, it ought to be. A handful of islanders on the Isle of Palms and Sullivan’s Island have dedicated themselves to righting this wrong by braving mornings, like this one, thick with mosquitos to save these little guys and gals.

While most mama turtles deposit 100 eggs or more in their nests, some of the eggs never hatch. Many of her babies do make it out of the nest on their own during full moon nights, but some do not. Between the two islands, it’s been a banner year for turtle nests, so our superheros have been very busy monitoring all 67 nests and making sure these tiny creatures, who can grow up to weigh over 200 pounds have a fighting chance.

This morning at the 30th Street marker on the beach, about a half-dozen super heroes dressed in shorts and T-shirts and flip-flops met to help the hatchlings. It was evident from the tiny turtle tracks that many of the hatchlings had indeed made it into the surf last night. If you look carefully, you can see their turtle toenail marks in the sand in the picture below. Ironically enough, compared to the little guy released this morning, the tracks head straight for the water.

I wonder what those tiny guys left behind are thinking when they’re unearthed? When picked up out of the nest and  set down on the beach? This little one just went around in circles and when it did act like it was headed somewhere, it tried to go away from the water. So the volunteer stood there patiently as the turtle circled, waiting for the tiny creature’s compass to kick in and head for the water. But, like most of us, the hatchling needed a little help to get where he was going.

Another victory for the Island Turtle Team! To learn more about the Island Turtle Team, go to http://www.bergwerfgraphics.com/nest2008.htm.

Super heroes saving tiny loggerhead turtles.

The pitter patter of tiny turtle feet headed for the ocean.

This hatchling is a little shy.

The little guy went in circles for about five minutes before he was ushered into the surf.

The Turtle Team. Saving the world one turtle at a time.

FREE CAT WITH EVERY PURCHASE!

Just across the connecter from the Isle of Palms is Old Mt. Pleasant. Now, this Lowcountry town has no mountains and is about as flat as you can get, but it is aptly named for it’s fine shops, restaurants and homes that are every bit as charming as the Battery mansions. One of the more colorful establishments is The Wando Fish Company, which is right on the docks of Shem Creek. They sell the freshest fish, shrimp and crabs around and they also have my FAVORITE sign in the whole world pictured here with the nice man who tried to give me a orange tabby  with the four pounds of shrimp I bought for dinner.

Next door to The Wando Fish Company is The Wreck. Now the Wreck doesn’t look like much and it’s hard as hell to find, even with a GPS, they have some of the best and freshest seafood you will ever put in your mouth. But don’t go there expecting something fancy because the place has paper table cloths and the food is served on paper plates. However it’s been written up in every foodie magazine from Bon Appetit to Southern Living for it’s tasty seafood. My favorite part of the menu, other than the Charleston red rice, and jalapeno grit cake that comes with every meal, is the London Broil. Not because I’ve actually ordered it, I love the way it’s listed in the menu. LONDON BROIL- We  are a seafood establishment and we do not claim any expertise in the cooking of beef. If you order it, it’s yours.

When you pull up in the Wreck’s parking lot, even after you’re having a hard time find a parking place because the place is packed with locals and lucky tourists who’ve found the joint, you’ll wonder if this is the right place because there’s no sign. Just a red welcoming door on a shack that looks like it’s falling down, but it’s not. Get out of your car.  The view of the creek  and the Cooper River bridge is beautiful, and the food is spectacular. You won’t be disappointed.

CHECK IN TOMORROW FOR OLD MT. PLEASANT HOMES, THE PITT STREET PHARMACY, AND MORE.

Vacation Time is here! Isle of Palms Here We Come!

One of the greatest things about living in South Carolina, or just across the border in NC 😦 is,  you’re no more than three hours from a slew of great lakes, as well as, the beach and the mountains.

Tomorrow Mike and I load up our two labs and one Jack Russell Terrorist and a whole bunch of stuff and head to the Isle Of Palms! The IOP is just about the happiest place on earth, sorry Mickey and Minnie, because it’s this wonderful sleepy little beach town AND best of all, it’s only twenty minutes from Charleston. SIGH. One of the most beautiful cities on the planet, at leas that I know of:-)

In between beach combing, biking, cooking and dining out, I’ll be checking in from time to time  this week to post about fabulous meals and the charming Lowcountry in general.  Maybe the hubster and I will take another full day, translation MARATHON, kayak trip to Bull Island. Who knows? But pay attention, you just might learn something, and I hope that something is you REALLY want to visit to Charleston!

Y’ALL COME!

DON’T MAKE ME DECIDE WHAT’S FOR DINNER!

I pretty much stayed glued to this computer all day, so much so that I bought a nifty table so I can stand and write because the experts say sitting all day will eventually kill me. Not too sure about that, but what does KILL me on a regular basis is deciding what’s for dinner.
After creating all day, although I enjoy cooking, the last thing I want to do is decide what’s for dinner. The protagonist of the book I’m writing now is a short order cook, and that’s what I want to be at 7pm in the kitchen. Just tell me what you want and I’ll whip it up, provided I’ve torn myself away from this computer long enough to go to the grocery store and have the ingredients on hand. But alas, my husband creates and decides all day too, and the last thing he wants to do is play diner.
In the grand scheme of dietary things, I guess it really doesn’t matter. It’s either chicken or fish, good carbs or no carbs, making our dreaded choices seem small.
The obvious answer is to get away from the computer more and save some of those creative juices for the kitchen, but this is me still sitting. Standing…Sitting again. Take out anyone?

DEER BE DAMNED! Now available in a spray :-)

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Pardon me while I write a little rant about Bambi and his family who has twins 85% of the time and NO natural predators (there are NOT enough coyotes) to keep them out of my flowers.

Okay, so my bio says I have 126 rose bushes and that was three years and many trips to Witherspoon Roses ago, still that doesn’t give deer the right to chow down on the roses or the rubeckia that BTW is supposed to be DEER PROOF. Or the hibiscus, which seems to have an invisible EAT ME signs growing off it’s spindly branches or the hydrangeas and azaleas which they haven’t really bothered until this summer!

YOU TOO may have this problem, and since this blog is about food and writing and gardening and FOOD, I’m going to share my special recipe to keep the deer away. THIS REALLY WORKS, but you have to watch you plants for nibbles, which means it’s time to re treat, and best of all, it doesn’t smell like dead people like some of the stuff you buy at the garden center does. So, here it is and happy growing!

DEER BE DAMNED SPRAY!

18 eggs Leave them out of the fridge for several days.

1 gallon of buttermilk. Leave it out of the fridge until it separates and the water is on top.

3 bottles of habanero sauce The cheap stuff in the Hispanic section (costs <$2)

Spreader Sticker or dish soap.

In a bucket with a lid, strain the pepper sauce. I pour the WATER only from the buttermilk through the strainer to make it go faster. You can also add water to the strainer until the particles that WILL clog your sprayer are separated out. Add the eggs and blend with a hand held blender or mixture. If you’re spraying roses and you use a different pepper sauce, MAKE SURE it doesn’t have any oil in it because it will discolor the foliage a little.

Put about 1/3 of the mixture in a 2 gallon sprayer with 1/2 t. of Spreader Sticker of some dish soap and fill with water and spray in the evening or morning when it has time to dry. ENJOY your flowers!

DEER BE DAMNED! Now available in a spray :-)

Posted on

Image

Pardon me while I write a little rant about Bambi and his family who has twins 85% of the time and NO natural predators (there are NOT enough coyotes) to keep them out of my flowers.

Okay, so my bio says I have 126 rose bushes and that was three years and many trips to Witherspoon Roses ago, still that doesn’t give deer the right to chow down on the roses or the rubeckia that BTW is supposed to be deer proof. Or the hibiscus, which seems to have  invisible EAT ME signs growing off it’s spindly branches or the hydrangeas and azaleas which they haven’t really bothered until this summer!

YOU TOO may have this problem, and since this blog is about food and writing and gardening and FOOD, I’m going to share my special recipe to keep the deer away. THIS REALLY WORKS, but you have to watch you plants for nibbles, which means it’s time to re treat, and best of all, it doesn’t smell like dead people like some of the stuff you buy at the garden center does. So, here it is and happy growing!

DEER BE DAMNED SPRAY!

18 eggs Leave them out of the fridge for several days.

1 gallon of buttermilk. Leave it out of the fridge until it separates and the water is on top.

3 bottles of habanero sauce The cheap stuff in the Hispanic section (costs <$2)

Spreader Sticker or dish soap.

In a bucket with a lid, strain the pepper sauce. I pour the WATER only from the buttermilk through the strainer to make it go faster. You can also add water to the strainer until the particles that WILL clog your sprayer are separated out. Add the eggs and blend with a hand held blender or mixture. If you’re spraying roses and you use a different pepper sauce, MAKE SURE it doesn’t have any oil in it because it will discolor the foliage a little.

Put about 1/3 of the mixture in a 2 gallon sprayer with 1/2 t. of Spreader Sticker of some dish soap and fill with water and spray in the evening or morning when it has time to dry. ENJOY your flowers!