Favorite Meal, ever? [N/A]

[astanley]

Just out of curiosity, can anyone here name the best meal they've had in their life, period? One meal, one time. You can say "my mom's fried chicken"... but tell the story behind a particular meal that makes it so special.

I'll start - Grasilli in Bologna, Italy. 3 days after I proposed to my fiancee in Venice, Italy. Food in Venice wasn't stellar (I really don't eat fish), but this meal was an epic experience. We walked around the Bolognese Duomo, the square, and the shopping district for an hour before dinner. As we turned the corner to go the restaurant, Jessie said to me "You've done nothing but make me happy, fill me with joy, and make me love you... I know, someday, this will all be a memory, but what a beautiful memory it will be!" That comment set the stage for a culinary expierence like I have never had - venison in blueberry sauce, gnocchi in a truffled cream sauce, mortadella, a rich apple pastry, and an AMAZING bottle of wine. One of the best restaurants in town, no less.

I can still taste the venison, when I think about it. And when I think about it, I think of my fiancee... and that makes it the best meal, period.

What about the rest of us?

Cheers,

-Andrew

 

[Jim Chumley]

Harvest Grain 'N Nut® Combo from IHOP. Taken from the Senior's menu, I get it everytime we go. Two hearty pancakes (covered with maple syrup) made with whole-grains, oats and nuts and served with two eggs (well done) and your choice of two bacon strips or two pork sausage links and hash browns. I like the sausage links.

I have simple tastes.

Jim

 

[wsuffa]

Oh, Italian food.....

I had a fabulous meal at Poggio Antico near Montalcino last fall when we were staying at Locanda del Amorosa. That was a favorite...

The other outstanding meal was at Restaurant Vincent in Vienna, Austria. Fixed wine-pairing menu, although the owner said "if there's something you don't like, let me know what you want and I'll fix it".....

 

[EdFred]

It was Florida. It was August. I was attending a weekend golf school to clean up my game, and trying to get that 6 handicap a little bit lower. The weather was in the mid 90's before noon, with the accompanying humidity somewhere around 98% I had already hit close to 1000 balls in the morning on the various ranges, and then played 18 in the afternoon. The fluids were getting replenished, but I prefer to be just a little bit hungry when I participate in any sort of activity. I finished up on the course, and headed back to the hotel room in Naples. I changed into beachwear and decided to take a little stroll down the promenade. I walked past this little place called Cork's. By now I'm beyond "a little bit hungry" and get a table for one. I asked the waitress what was good, and she suggested the prime rib. I started off with a loaf of whole grain bread, complete with the nutty texture, and the house salad with vinegar. No oil. Just vinegar.
After finishing the bread and salad, they wheel over the roaster that has been slow-cooking the prime rib for hours. The server slices off a little bit of the crust that had formed on the end, and then proceeded to cut a slice of meat no less than two inches thick, and was large enough to cover the entire platter that served as a plate. Add some redskin mashed potatos with a copius amount of butter and I was ready to partake of my main course. I washed it down with a couple of Long Island Iced Teas and followed it up with dessert. Did I mention I was beyond a little bit hungry? A large serving of an ice cream type pie and I was then satisfied. My server was in shock that I had eaten everything that had been put before me. Best meal I ever had.

 

[Brian Austin]

Fresh caught trout and veggies on the banks of the Au Sable River in Michigan. Late September, just before close of trout season. Sunny, cool, the trees were starting to change colors. I was alone on the bank, built a fire, took out the fixin's from my backpack and cooked everything up right there. Pulled out the two beers I brought down with me and had sitting in the water. A little nap afterward and more fishing until sunset.

One of my better days, period.

 

[GaryO]

Grilled seafood platter au gratin at the Cajun Club in Englewood, FL. It's changed hands now so it's nowhere near as good anymore.

They used to have their own commercial fishing boat out back. What they brought in that morning is what they served that afternoon. As fresh as it gets and extremely good. And I really miss it.

 

[Maverick]

It's really hard for me to define any one meal as my favorite of all time just because I really love great food. That being said, I think one of my most memorable meals was at a restaurant by the name of Tippecanoe Place in Downtown South Bend Indiana.

I was working for General Dynamics Land Systems Division at the time and I spent a weekend in South Bend on a source inspection and acceptance of some critical hardware that was being made for us by a vendor in South Bend. It was such a high profile program that I worked many hours of overtime without taking breaks for trivial things like meals. Late Sunday afternoon when we finished I asked the owner of the company I was visiting where I could get a really great meal since I hadn't eaten all day. He told me that I just had to try Tippecanoe Place in the old Studebaker mansion.

Well I couldn't resist checking the place out. For dinner I had Roast Duck in a red current sauce and it was just the most delicious duck I had ever tasted. For desert I had a chocolate raspberry tort cake. Yummmmm!!!!!!

After dinner I took a walk through all three floors of the restaurant/mansion. It was a beautiful historic sight to see.

While I was writing this I looked it up on the internet, mostly to verify my spelling of the name, and I see it is still there. Based on my experience there I would highly recommend having dinner there for anyone who finds themselves in South Bend. One of the people who frequents another message board that I do likes to visit places with character, Tippecanoe Place is definitely in that realm. I've included a picture of the building.

Jeannie

 

[judypilot]

Oh, gosh, I've had so many that I can't possibly rank them. A Pakistani restaurant in London in 1971--my first taste of food from that region, which led to a life-long affair with South Asian food (I was well familiar with East Asian--Japanese and Chinese--all my life in one of the best parts of the country for that, San Francisco, but had never had Indian, Pakistani, or Indonesian food). It was about 90° outside (a little unusual for London!) and I ordered the 6th-hottest curry in deference to the ambient temperature. The waiter tried to talk me out of it, but I was steadfast. I loved it! The waiter relaxed considerably when a beautific smile crossed my face after my first bite. That I was in London for the first time and with my boyfriend didn't hurt, either.

A Japanese meal in San Francisco with my grandmother and the rest of my family. This must have been in something like 1967. It was some kind of sublime teriyaki that I've tried to find or duplicate since, without success.

A Mexican meal in Tucson in about 1992 that was a chicken dish with a squash-seed sauce that was out of this world. Never seen it anywhere else, and when I went back to that restaurant, it was gone from the menu.

Fresh-caught grayling wrapped in foil and wet newspaper and cooked in a coal campfire on the banks of the Colville River in northern Alaska with a man whom I dearly loved. It was a warm evening, but after the first frost so the mosquitoes were minimal. This must have been in 1985. We'd been in the field for a few weeks already, without having seen anyone except the guy who flew in supplies.

I've had a couple of melt-in-your-mouth grilled steaks, too, but for the life of me, I can't remember any other details.

Judy

 

[Len Lanetti]

I forget what I ordered but my favorite meal was the night I flew Karen (now wife) and another friend for dinner at a seafood resturant in Ocean City MD. Karen and I had been friends for a few years but after that things changed.

Does that count?

Len

 

[astanley]

I forget what I ordered but my favorite meal was the night I flew Karen (now wife) and another friend for dinner at a seafood resturant in Ocean City MD. Karen and I had been friends for a few years but after that things changed.

Does that count?

Len

Sure does!

Cheers,

-Andrew

 

[RotaryWingBob]

January 1970. After a chain of hospital stays in Viet Nam and Japan, they medevaced me to the States. First meal was fries and a burger at the hospital at Ft. Dix (where I spent one night before getting moved to the old Valley Forge Military Hospital).

After many months of C's, LLRP's, hospital junk, a real, honest-to-god burger was like heaven to me

 

[gkainz]

Oatmeal... one small bowl of oatmeal, served in the early pre-dawn morning in the desert near Warner Springs, CA on day 7 of Navy SERE school. Being day 7 means that the last thing I had eaten was 8 days prior, with a lot of physical and mental challenges between that last meal and this particular bowl of oatmeal. SERE school being what it is, this little bowl of oatmeal had come from the 3rd pot we had attempted to cook, since the first two pots were kicked over, knocked spinning into the middle of the re-education center courtyard, for "failure to express gratitude to our hosts for allowing us to build a fire" or "use their pot" or whatever other excuse could be thought up. Yep, oatmeal!

 

[ausrere]

A plain ole can of Wolf Brand Chili. Cooked in an old camp pot over an open campfire in the woods in East Texas. First hunting/camping trip with my Dad. Just him and me. I was 12 (actually it was my birthday too!). Second favorite was the bacon and eggs he cooked the next morning over the same campfire.

We came home empty handed in the hunting department, but I got loads of memories I'll have forever.

 

[DeeG]

Somewhere in southern Germany, at a local hole in the wall where no one spoke English (and I don't speak German). Some kind of salad with walnuts in it, a steak of some kind, cooked JUST the way I like it, some kind of potatoe, a really good desert that had ice cream and some kind of berry in it, and a local wine. I had no idea what I was eating, but the food tasted great, the patrons of the diner came by and 'tested' their English on us, and the cook tried his best to give me the recipe for the dessert. It was the simplest meal I ate when I was in Europe, but the atmosphere of the place and the great people there (even though we could barely communicate) made it one of the best meals I've ever eaten. I don't think I've ever ordered a steak before or since then by mooing at the waiter. But he laughed and obviously understood me!

 

[DeeG]

Oh, gosh, I've had so many that I can't possibly rank them. A Pakistani restaurant in London in 1971--my first taste of food from that region, which led to a life-long affair with South Asian food .

Judy

Wow, you mean good food can be had in London? For the month I was in Europe, I tried to only eat 'local' foods. The four days I spent in London were torture for me. It got so bad that I broke down and had lunch at the Mc D's next to the hotel. And even that was dissapointing, as it just didn't taste like 'real' McD's.

 

[Kyle Thornley]

My wife and I frequent Jamaica quite regularly, it's where we honeymooned and we return at least once a year for the past decade. These are my people. Great smiles and the everyting gwoan be a'right attitude I have had most of my life. My wife and I always joke and say I am Jamaican by birth, but there was a mix up at the hospital that sent me to the US. That said we became good friends with some of the locals and instead of staying at the resorts we have been to the smaller villages for some of our experiences. We went spear fishing with one of our good friends and he and his buddy got a baracuda, along with several other fish. Never knew you could eat bara, (they can be poisonous, but we tested it first) but they took it wrapped it with spices and herbs and a few veggies in a seagrape leaf, put it right into the wood coal fire on the beach and steamed it. By far the best tasting meal I have ever had, although Garfield saved the head for himself and Stanley. We thought he was being nice letting us have the whole fish and settling for the head, but he assured us we got the short end of the stick. Knowing how good the fish was I can't help but wonder how good was that head?

 

[judypilot]

Wow, you mean good food can be had in London? For the month I was in Europe, I tried to only eat 'local' foods. The four days I spent in London were torture for me. It got so bad that I broke down and had lunch at the Mc D's next to the hotel. And even that was dissapointing, as it just didn't taste like 'real' McD's.

Yeah, well you just didn't know where to go. The ONLY good food in London is Indian/Pakistani food, and it's outstanding. Well, I think it's possible to get bad versions of that food, too, but in my opinion, bad Indian food is far superior to excellent British food.

Except clotted cream and scones. Omigosh! How could I forget THAT meal! It was tea on the south coast of England, clotted cream, strawberry jam, and scones, a warm summer day on a lawn overlooking the sea in one of the most picturesque towns in England, Lyme Regis, and with a man I dearly loved--I think on that day I was the most in love I had ever been or have ever been since. I am generally a very forward-looking person, and there are very, very few days I would like to go back and relive, but that's one of them. The clotted cream and scones were an integral part of that experience. Sigh.

OK, THAT was the best-ever meal.

Judy

 

[SkyHog]

My favorite meal ever is the original Hamburger Helper. When I was a kid, my mom used to make it for me on my birthdays, and whenever I was sick to make me feel better. Now that I'm an adult, I always screw up hamburger helper (don't ask me how), and I can't find the original flavor. The closest I can find is "Beef Stroganof."

Close second - Kilbasa....just because its yummy.

 

[judypilot]

January 1970. After a chain of hospital stays in Viet Nam and Japan, they medevaced me to the States. First meal was fries and a burger at the hospital at Ft. Dix (where I spent one night before getting moved to the old Valley Forge Military Hospital).

After many months of C's, LLRP's, hospital junk, a real, honest-to-god burger was like heaven to me

My gosh, Bob, it sounds like you went through what my husband went through: hospitals in Vietnam, Japan, and then the burn center in San Antonio (I forget the name of the base). A year, altogether, for them to patch him together. I should ask him what his first real meal was. I'll bet he remembers, too.

Judy

 

[wsuffa]

Wow, you mean good food can be had in London? For the month I was in Europe, I tried to only eat 'local' foods. The four days I spent in London were torture for me. It got so bad that I broke down and had lunch at the Mc D's next to the hotel. And even that was dissapointing, as it just didn't taste like 'real' McD's.

Yep. You just don't buy British foods There's a reason that the Brits imported Indians to cook for them (No, I don't mean to stir up the worked harder debate again.... lol)

There is a great little French place in Shepherd's Market, and a good Malaysian place near Victoria. I've even found a handful of Brit/Euro restaurants that serve pretty good food.

 

[markb5900]

Mine favorite meal is a T-Bone steak. The best ever was at Gene and Georgettis in chicago. Not a big place but for sure the most expensive but worth every penny.

Mark

 

[Maverick]

I added a picture of the old Studebaker mansion to my original post about the meal I had at Tippecanoe Place in South Bend Indiana.

Their web site is: http://www.tippe.com

Jeannie

 

[woodstock]

Just out of curiosity, can anyone here name the best meal they've had in their life, period? One meal, one time. You can say "my mom's fried chicken"... but tell the story behind a particular meal that makes it so special.

I'll start - Grasilli in Bologna, Italy. 3 days after I proposed to my fiancee in Venice, Italy. Food in Venice wasn't stellar (I really don't eat fish), but this meal was an epic experience. We walked around the Bolognese Duomo, the square, and the shopping district for an hour before dinner. As we turned the corner to go the restaurant, Jessie said to me "You've done nothing but make me happy, fill me with joy, and make me love you... I know, someday, this will all be a memory, but what a beautiful memory it will be!" That comment set the stage for a culinary expierence like I have never had - venison in blueberry sauce, gnocchi in a truffled cream sauce, mortadella, a rich apple pastry, and an AMAZING bottle of wine. One of the best restaurants in town, no less.

I can still taste the venison, when I think about it. And when I think about it, I think of my fiancee... and that makes it the best meal, period.

What about the rest of us?

Cheers,

-Andrew

yummy! I agree, isn't food in Venice pretty much crap? I only had one good meal there. also not a fish person.

I'd have to think about best overall meal, but best dessert - Creme Brulee in Bayeux. made fresh from the cows that morning I bet. it was absolute heaven. never matched since.

and I agree with Bill - don't go local in London. Indian all the way. local means jellied eels and fish and chips. and over-boiled peas. London actually has some of the best restaurants anymore. esp. Asian.

 

[Skip Miller]

A meal in Tuscany... We (my fiancee and I) were on a weeklong visit to Siena, to see the Palio and learn all about its history and traditions. The tour leader had connections with one of the Sienese Contrada, and we (our group numbered a dozen) were all inducted as honorary members of The Contrada Del' Oca, The Contrada of the Goose. One of the Sienese that he knew well was a former Captain of the Contrada, who (aside from being a prominent local Doctor) owned a winery and what I can only describe as a party house. We went to dinner at the party house, on top of a hill with a 300 degree view over the lovely Tuscan hills. A seven course dinner with wine pairings to match. Between the courses, we strolled the grounds, saw the sun set, saw the full moon rise, saw the 12th century Abbee Saint Antimo down in the valley all lit up with floodlights...

Forget the food. Oh yes, it was spectacular, too. It was the most romantic setting I can imagine.

Thanks for the opportunity to gen up the memories!

-Skip

 

[Ken Ibold]

My wife and I chartered a sailboat in the British Virgin Islands for a couple of weeks. One night we were anchored in a cove. Bob the galley slave/dive master was also playing waiter/bartender. Judy the attorney/captain/gourmet chef made grouper with a habanero/mango chutney, asparagus, rice and fresh fruit. Light breeze, sunset light, good wine. Ahhhhhhhhhh ...

 

[fgcason]

Some variant of hot dog links (1" long) cold, straight out of the tin, seasoned with dirt and tundra grass when I dropped the whole thing while opening it. Beverage was pure real water straight out of the stream that morning (filter, what filter?). The table of choice was an irregular shaped rock on a slope that made a reasonably decent chair. This was on top of the CD with two stop-you-from-breathing beautiful mirror ponds a hundred feet away and 20 feet downhill reflecting the bottom of the clouds, all done right after descending from a solo summit climb in the backcountry. The nearest human and any indications of civilization was at least 12 miles and two days hike away, there wasn't even a trace trail up there.

The nearest second place winner would be my aunt's (local caterer) home made lasagna and her to-kill-for green garden soup straight from the farm's garden.

Everything else has been sewage with seats facing a blank brick wall by comparison.

 

[wsuffa]

yummy! I agree, isn't food in Venice pretty much crap? I only had one good meal there. also not a fish person.

Oh, I had a pretty good meal in Venice one night. Tiny place, inhabited by locals. No English menu. Very good, no fish. I also had a mediocre meal in another place where there were some really loud, boorish Americans across the room... "are you serving Thanskgiving dinner?" they asked....

My question to the concierge was: where would you go to eat if you were eating out tonight in the area? I want local.

I also did that in Barcelona, ended up being served the owner's homemade Grappa. "I insist", his daughter translated to us. The meal was very good, and the Grappa was also pretty good.

Travel off-season and ask from the locals.

 

[woodstock]

Oh, I had a pretty good meal in Venice one night. Tiny place, inhabited by locals. No English menu. Very good, no fish. I also had a mediocre meal in another place where there were some really loud, boorish Americans across the room... "are you serving Thanskgiving dinner?" they asked....

My question to the concierge was: where would you go to eat if you were eating out tonight in the area? I want local.

I also did that in Barcelona, ended up being served the owner's homemade Grappa. "I insist", his daughter translated to us. The meal was very good, and the Grappa was also pretty good.

Travel off-season and ask from the locals.

actually, it was January and I just used Time Out. didn't ask anyone (though I usually do). the one good place I stumbled into and had maybe the best gnocchi I've ever had.

the worst meal I've ever had (in Italy at least) was late the evening I came back to Venice, the first place open was down the street from the train station (first clue) and it was awful. how you can ruin lasagna is beyond me. it's like say, the school cafeteria ruining Cheerios. (how hard can it be)

 

[astanley]

Yep. You just don't buy British foods There's a reason that the Brits imported Indians to cook for them (No, I don't mean to stir up the worked harder debate again.... lol)

There is a great little French place in Shepherd's Market, and a good Malaysian place near Victoria. I've even found a handful of Brit/Euro restaurants that serve pretty good food.

Malt pickled onions are a notable exception to the "don't eat British" policy, don't you think Bill?

Cheers,

-Andrew

 

[astanley]

A meal in Tuscany... We (my fiancee and I) were on a weeklong visit to Siena, to see the Palio and learn all about its history and traditions. The tour leader had connections with one of the Sienese Contrada, and we (our group numbered a dozen) were all inducted as honorary members of The Contrada Del' Oca, The Contrada of the Goose. One of the Sienese that he knew well was a former Captain of the Contrada, who (aside from being a prominent local Doctor) owned a winery and what I can only describe as a party house. We went to dinner at the party house, on top of a hill with a 300 degree view over the lovely Tuscan hills. A seven course dinner with wine pairings to match. Between the courses, we strolled the grounds, saw the sun set, saw the full moon rise, saw the 12th century Abbee Saint Antimo down in the valley all lit up with floodlights...

Forget the food. Oh yes, it was spectacular, too. It was the most romantic setting I can imagine.


Thanks for the opportunity to gen up the memories!

-Skip

Siena! Our favorite city in all of Italy. What a beautiful city, wonderful culture, and the wine library... let's just say I could leave a year's salary there. Amazing place... The local pici alla cingalle is absolutely unreal, especially with summer-fresh tomatoes, basil, and local raw pecorino spread on day old crusty bread.

Crap, I'm going to have to get a bottle of wine now...

Cheers,

-Andrew

 

[astanley]

Oh, I had a pretty good meal in Venice one night. Tiny place, inhabited by locals. No English menu. Very good, no fish. I also had a mediocre meal in another place where there were some really loud, boorish Americans across the room... "are you serving Thanskgiving dinner?" they asked....

My question to the concierge was: where would you go to eat if you were eating out tonight in the area? I want local.

I also did that in Barcelona, ended up being served the owner's homemade Grappa. "I insist", his daughter translated to us. The meal was very good, and the Grappa was also pretty good.

Travel off-season and ask from the locals.

One of the best places to eat is in the Dosoduro, a small little inn that is impossible to find. Jessie had an amazing dish of fresh adriatic and mediterrainian seafood with a (shared) bottle of amazing Soave. I never wrote down the label and I regret it to this day.

That said, one meal in a city over 12 meals does not bode well for Venice. Verona is a much better bet.

Cheers,

-Andrew

 

[RogerT]

Best steak dinner: Mortons in Chicago

Favorite place to eat when in Floriduh: CJ Cannon's at Vero airport

 

[sierra]

One of my favorite meals was in Inverness, Scotland (actually, probably my top five meals were in scotland. My top ales are from there... oh, not a meal... and I digress... what a surprise!).

It was stuffed peppers. Stuffed with Haggis, with horseradish cream sauce. Along with a brie that was baked after being coated with cranberries. oh, man. and McKewens 80/80 dark, creamy, vanilla effused ale. oh, yeah, baby.

I'll try to think of others, but this is my rebuttal to "only indian/pakistani food is good in GB").

 

[L10MAN]

Was working a military charter to the middle east for TWA. I got off in Acores Azores at about 05:30. Went to the hotel and passed out. Didn't get up till well past noon. Wondered around the little town (neat place really) but there really weren't any places open that had food. By 18:00 I was starving, and was the first one through the door of a little restaurant around the corner from the hotel. The fresh catch of the day was swordfish. I love swordfish. Had a small salad and a small bottle of wine. Then they brought out an empty dinner plate. The meal came on a platter, mainly because the swordfish steak was to big for the plate. Surrounding the swordfish were new potatoes and carrots. That was the best swordfish I have ever had, not sure about the potatoes and carrots though. After walking around town for an hour or so ran into an ATA crew that was staying at the same hotel. They were heading out to the same little restaurant that I had just eaten in. Wanted to know if I would join them and crazy me said yes. Went back and had spiced shrimp washed down with a couple bottles of beer. Now that was a meal. And boy did I have fun fudging that expense report.
Ron

 

[wsuffa]

Malt pickled onions are a notable exception to the "don't eat British" policy, don't you think Bill?

Cheers,

-Andrew

Beats Bangers and Mash....

 

[L10MAN]

Don't forget the brown sauce.
Ron

 

[wsuffa]

Siena! Our favorite city in all of Italy. What a beautiful city, wonderful culture, and the wine library... let's just say I could leave a year's salary there. Amazing place... The local pici alla cingalle is absolutely unreal, especially with summer-fresh tomatoes, basil, and local raw pecorino spread on day old crusty bread.

Crap, I'm going to have to get a bottle of wine now...

Cheers,

-Andrew

I love Siena, too. Locanda del Amarosa is 20+/- kilometers south of Siena. It's an entire village that's been made into a hotel. Highly recommended.

Pictures, pictures, I have to find the pictures....

 

[Bonanza]

Everybody seems to be knocking the food in England. Well, yes sometimes we don't have the greatest cullinary taste, but my best ever meal was on valentines day. A new love, a park bench in February - damn cold - and fish and chips. I know how to treat a lady !!! I defy anyone to come up with a better meal in a better place. You can keep your Mc Donalds and Taco Bell, real English Fish and Chips eaten out of newspaper wrapping cannot be beat. I miss it every day.
Stephen.

 

[Frank Browne]

Many years ago while on a trip to Memphis my wife and I had were walking up Beale Street and decided to have lunch in this little place called King's Palace Cafe. We both ordered crawfish etouffe. After a little while the chef comes out to get something from the bar. He was as big around as he was tall. My wife and I looked at each other and said almost in unison..."this is gonna be good!" It was.

 

[grattonja]

Had to think about this one for a while. I like food way too much

My favorite is probably fresh caught brook trout, from the stream across from my parents house growing up. Never more than 10" long. Cleaned in the field. Bring them home, mom would roll them in cornmeal and fry them in a pan with butter. Not margarine or oil, butter. The tail is the best part, just like eating a potato chip. Weird, because I don't like fish all that much, but those guys were/are sweet and tender and just right.

Second choice is shrimp pate from the Old Post Office, in Edisto, SC. If you ever get to Charleston, make the 1 hour trip south and east onto Edisto Island. The Old Post Office is right on the main road out to the beach. I usually consider pate too "fru-fru" for my pedestrian tastes. But this shrimp pate is just about the best thing in the world anyone does with shrimp. (and I like shrimp so that is saying something). They have a great menu and a decent wine cellar too. Place is probably 40 minutes from Charleston Exec.

Jim G