In search of good food and coffee in the South

I have taken a little trip. To take a look at America beyond the Beltway. Come along, and I’ll tell you all about it in the next few days!

I headed south from Washington through parts of the old South – Virginia, North and South Carolina, Georgia, and then north to Tennessee and home, again through Virginia. Lovely spring weather, splendid roads. No problems in finding a hotel- or motel room anywhere at this time, just before the tourist summer rush.

America is big. That was re-confirmed to me, even if the driving never felt tiresome or hectic. Smooth pace, nice and even speeds, and courteous drivers –most everywhere.

In the past, I always thought it was cheap to drive around in this big country. Not so, this time. Gasoline prices are record high. In the South, I paid between 3.75 and 4 dollars per gallon. Maybe the reason for the light traffic? Yes, it seems that the high gas prices have begun to affect driving habits, even though that is hard to comprehend for Europeans, who still think that gasoline is cheap in America.

Approaching Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, the beautiful seaside resort on the Atlantic coast, the usual fast food chains lined up: McDonald’s, Burger King, Pizza Hut, Wendy’s, Kentucky Fried Chicken, block after block, plus some Southern variations on the same theme: Waffle House and Cracker Barrel. I searched and searched for something different and ended up at the Pier House by the sea, and ordered fish and chips – a safe bet, I thought. But: frozen flounder, frozen shrimp, soggy fries…

That food is generally a problem out there in America, beyond the larger towns and cities, was also again confirmed to me. What do you do when you only find a McDonald’s or a Kentucky Fried Chicken, which is so often the case? You feel like a prisoner in a fast food culture. Yes, I also know there are many exceptions, like at the Blossoms restaurant in the fine city of Charleston, South Carolina, and at B.Matthew ‘s Eatery in equally charming Savannah, Georgia. Good food, even something as unusual as good fish. And an espresso!

Oh, coffee, it has its own and sad story, not just in the South but all over America, during mile after mile along the freeways and at motel after motel. So maybe you can identify with me when I one morning, driving north through Georgia, suddenly saw a Starbucks sign and pulled in. Finally, a good cup of coffee, and a New York Times on top of it. What joy!

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2 thoughts on “In search of good food and coffee in the South

  1. za dobru hranu samo u Makedoniji
    sve ostalo je vestacki samo za lepotu i kvantitet
    ako nema crv u jabuci ona nije prava

    pozdrav Zoran

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