My belief was reaffirmed last night that “good country cooking” is an oxymoron.
We went to one of the local seafood joints. The conch fritters were decent, and so were the hush puppies, but the chef’s abilities seemed to begin and end at the deep fryer. The flounder may have been fresh, but who could tell [...]

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shrimp tails and oyster shells
sand in the sheets
boxes and bags of wine bottles, beer bottles, booze bottles, soda cans
wilting flowers
little soap bubble bottles rolling here and there
silk leis hanging from doorknobs and chair backs
wrapping paper and ribbons
little paper umbrellas
paper garlands blowing onto the neighbor’s lawn
13 bottles of bourbon–and that’s just the ones by the computer
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