Oh well. Enough said.
I know it’s over – still I cling
I don’t know where else I can go….
I Know It’s Over
Johnny Marr; Steven Morrisey
The Queen is Dead, 1986
Well, she had a good run
The Holy City as a food town
We’re toast, cooked, over, doomed
From Carolina’s and Magnolia’s and SNOB and Garibaldi’s and Hominy Grill days of the late 80s and early 90s
To now not getting into any place without a Resy, Open Table, connection to the chef to get into anywhere
Tourists only
Bots only
Magnolia’s used to have a locals only line
Oh, if only such still existed
Swarms of bachelorette parties have now taken all the tables
E.g., out to supper a couple of weeks ago with another family. Behind us was a table of 10. One bride and her bachelorettes. They were popping champagne, swilling espresso martinis, and being incredibly loud. And they got louder and louder.
Well, “get off my lawn” here stood up, turned around and said, “Ladies, I know y’all are here for a good time, but some of us actually live here. Please quiet down”
My table was mortified
I don’t care anymore
Bad manners are o.k., as long as you’re from off
The scene is ruint
It’s horrible
I feel for the owners of the restaurants
They can’t keep open on the backs of tourists and locals are finished with it all
I have my name on a brass plaque on a bar at a local joint
Can’t get in there now
I’m listed as a VIP in some Resy lists for some places
Can’t get in those places, either
FIG? Good luck
Vern’s? You ain’t getting in
Chubby Fish? Better line up at 1 p.m.
$26.00 for a sandwich and a bottle of water at the Mercato on Broad Street
Reservations at Fast & French for the first time since they opened
“Local” produce arriving in the Sisco and US Foods trucks
Shrimp from aquaculture mercury ridden farms in Southeast Asia
No semblance of the culture that created this scene
Whither shrimp and hominy?
Whither red rice?
Whither fried oysters?
Whither shad roe in the spring?
Gone
Just like the food scene
“Top 10 Food Town”
No, we aren’t
When all locals stopped going to the Wine + Food, well, that tells you everything you need to know
When all locals just retreat to home cooking and their various clubs to go out, that tells you everything you need to know
Why bother to get in anywhere?
It’s not THAT good
Having been to New York twice in the last two months, I can confidently say that we pay more here than they do in Manhattan
Having been to Europe in the last year, I can confidently say that we pay WAY more here than they do cross the pond
I’m so over it
I’ll miss what we had
But, I’m sure that bachelorette crew from Atlanta will appreciate it in our stead
I feel just as curmudgeonly as you, and it’s not even my town. But, I’ve had family there since God was a little boy, and I remember the days when Henry’s and Perdita’s and The Colony Club were the names we knew. Fast and French reservations? Please tell me “no.” And I hate what’s happened to King Street. McIntosh’s Feed and Seed is now some scented boutique. Arrgh!
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We took an early flight home today from 3 days in NOLA. So many bachelorettes ! I couldn’t believe it. Sad sad..but it’s possible when we came here we joined part of the problem. Sad sad..so sorry. It happens ‘everywhere wonderful’…atlanta was truly magical and small once. One knew everyone. Evolution, my boy. Sadly, evolution. Good piece..thanks. Your elder fan, S.
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One recent trip home, I tried to pop into the Blind Tiger to get a quick dinner for me and the kids. They asked if I had reservations… at the Blind Tiger… to eat!!!!
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As Yogi Berra once said, “Nobody goes there anymore. It’s too crowded.”
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I am feeling very grumpy about all of it.
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Preach. You can’t in anywhere in Beaufort anymore, either.
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Just like Mr. Berra said!
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