Hello and happy summer days! I recently took time away from the garden, and most especially the dahlias (greedy plants), to have a hair cut downtown. Because of a nasty thunderstorm that cropped up, as they do along the coast of Georgia in the heat of the summer, I asked dear husband to drive me downtown. I am terrible at navigating, and knowing that flooding occurs during some of these flash flood storms, I decided I would let strong and handsome partner lead the way. Sweet hairdresser overbooked herself, and after an hour and a half of waiting I angrily said, BYE BYE. Or in Southern, BUYEEEEE.
If your partner was kept waiting in the car that long, when you promised a half hour wait, would you have a quick plan to diffuse the situation? Mine involved food. Opening the car door, I chirped, lets go have an early dinner at Atlantic, my treat!
This is such a fun restaurant! I thought it was named Atlantic as it huddles mere miles from the Atlantic Ocean. Not so. It takes its name from the Atlantic Service Station, a former 1930s incarnation! It is known as a neighborhood eatery!
Approaching from the parking lot, we were immediately cheered despite the clouds, by the sight of Chef cooking to order outdoors. Known for their wine tastings, we immediately said YES to a Spanish sparkling wine.
The menu lends itself to sharing, though I didnt ask dear husband to share his lobster roll. Because of the rain threatening, we did not sit outside,
but I am looking forward to a return visit to try it out. We loved the friendly atmosphere; everyone was having a good time! This was just the ticket to take my fuming away, relax, and enjoy the sultry summer night in Savannah.
Now on to those greedy dahlias.