Okay, so everyone knows of my infatuation with Paula. To those of you who don't understand I am truly sorry. I just can't get as excited as Rachel Ray nor can I be a snooty and smile as wide as Giada. I do get Paula. I understand her love affair with butter. I don't imbibe quite as freely, but there are those special occasions when butter is it! On my sojourn to Florida and my week with my Mom she gifted me with a trip to Savannah and a visit to... yes....are you ready? THE LADY AND SONS. The alter to butter.
We arrived early, evidently you have to get your name on THE list around 9:30 am. So we left Jacksonville at way too early o'clock. The menu was posted behind glass, you know, like we do the Constitution or the Declaration of Independence. I got to stand there and ooooo and awwwww. There was okra, peas, lima beans, collard greens and fried chicken. Oh, and don't forget the table wine of the South, sweet tea with lemon. In Paula's words, YUM!
We didn't get to see the Royal Family of Savannah so we had to settle for pictures of Bobby and Jamie.
I may have eembarrassed my mom a bit with taking pictures of the food, but MOM. WE ARE AT THE LADY AND SONS! Besides, no one knows me here and best yet, they don't care. Don't look for a salt and pepper shaker on any table. I'm sure there are folks who salt their food before even tasting it. If done, I promise that it would have to be thrown in the trash and you would have to start over. If you have CHF (congestive heart failure) do not eat this food. You will swell like a beached whale and be unable to breathe. A bit too much salt for me. Just sayin.
There was no room for desert. No, I didn't clean my plate either. I did feel like a nap would be a great idea after eating though.
After lunch we ambled, I say ambled because we were too full to walk, over to Paula's shop.
Would you please look at that iron door! Have you ever seen anything so......... culinary?
Do you see those measuring cups? Yes, those are the very special measuring cups that Paula uses on her show. Oh, I almost swooned. It was good just to pick them up and touch them. Mom kept a close eye on me. She knows that I have been carrying on a love affair with these measuring cups for ages. She had to pry the 1 cup from my death grip. "Walk away from the cups!"
Paula is one smart female. PDE. Paula Deen Enterprises. Yes, she is a smart cookie. She doesn't pass up marketing bonanza. All those little kitchen accessories that we love.
By this time our food had digested and we were able to take a trolley and see Savannah. Thank goodness we could sit. I don't think I could have done a walking tour. Tomorrow, pictures of the Southern Lady. Savannah.
Much Love and Prayers from an overstuffed Mainely Ewes Farm Woman and Mom.