My 2012 Spring Break Story

Traveling the country with friends proves to be more rewarding than I'd anticipated.

“Who ordered the Super Grits?” the waitress says as she delivers our dinners.  I expect her to add, “Y’all done come from somewhere else?” but she’s too busy for small talk. The bayside restaurant in Apalachicola, Florida is jammed. My husband and my friend Becca raise their hands.  “Right here,” they say. “Alrighty,” she says. “And how about the crab cake?” “That’s me,” I say, taking the plate. God, this looks delicious. “Gumbo and oysters on the half-shell?” she says, pronouncing oysters as"oh-sters". Sean takes both plates. “Shrimp basket?” she asks, holding it aloft. “Right here,” Sue says, smiling. “And the grouper,” she says, setting down the basket in front of Becca’s husband, John. I’m in the Florida panhandle with my family for …

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