It's a good thing for me that the carry-out fountain drink and the plastic screw-top bottle were invented.
Yesterday while touring Savannah, Georgia with the family, we stopped into River Street Sweets Candy Store for a treat. Paula spotted some Cokes in glass bottles and grabbed one for each of us. She touted to the kids how much better Coke tastes in glass.
After we made our purchases, I went over to the doorway of the store to pop open the bottle tops, and well, the bottle opener just wasn't what it
used to be and I had a very difficult time getting the hook to catch on the cap. Finally, on my third or fourth try, I wrenched the cap off and brown, sugary confection splashed up and in my face and down my shirt. Nice--tourist makes a fool of himself in southern genteel capital.
Then a bit later, I was pushing Cooper in his stroller, holding my open bottle of Coke, and managing the street map. I stopped, flipped the map over, and poured my special bottle of Coke all over the front of me! It was just like in a dumb 80's movie when a man holding a drink is asked the time and he pours it down his front. I'm glad we don't have teenagers, because I never would have lived it down--but as it turned out, our kids didn't even notice.
On another note, I had the best cup of coffee in my life at this great coffee bar--Gallery Espresso--it was an espresso with mint, and the cafe mocha wasn't bad either. And at The Lady and Sons (Paula Deen's restaurant) I had the most outstanding glass of lemonade in the history of mankind. You have to try it. More on our day in Savannah (including pictures)--and on the other days of our current vacation--to come.
I thought you were going to Charleston? The professor isn't wearing pants.
Posted by: Darnell Lamb | October 26, 2006 at 01:29 PM