A Friday phone call from our dear friend in Baxley, Rita Williams, alerted B. J. and me that she was out of school for the summer and was ready to romp. The call put us on our toes. Rita wanted to get things livened up with a week on St. Simons Island. There is never a dull moment with Rita.
“I’m leaving Baxley now,” she informed us.
Rita, along with her grandson Carter and nephews Tripp and Tyler would meet us at Old Times Buffet in Brunswick at 6:00 p.m. and kick the week off with a seafood supper. Enthusiasm was in her voice. We have traveled over a good portion of the world with Rita and she is anxious to get something going again.
B. J. and I got our act together and headed over to Old Times. As I was reining, B. J.’s feisty Mustang, into the parking lot, I saw in my rear view mirror a familiar SUV tailgating me; it was Rita’s big Lincoln Navigator.
We parked pretty close together, exited our vehicles and eagerly greeted each other with mushy hugs.
After several minutes of happy chatter, we headed inside the roomy restaurant. Today was the seafood special and we could hardly wait.
We found a big table, got comfortably seated and made for the bountiful buffet which we attacked with ferocity. The tasty salads came first. Next were the savory shrimp followed by “just right” whole fried catfish, tilapia filets, fried clam strips, seafood gumbo, and crawfish-- “crawdads,” Rita called them with a sick look. Nobody cared for the “crawdads.”
After the pleasant supper, B. J. and I joined Rita and the boys in her plush Beach Club Condo on St. Simons for more fun and fellowship. We retreated to her inviting second floor balcony that overlooks a glorious enchanting garden replete with attractive fountains and relaxing hot tubs nestled among flowering foliage between two huge towers.
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