Back from vacation today. We (by we I mean I) drove all night and pulled in at 7am to the cold, brown southwest Ohio landscape.
I've had 7 days of beach, sun and good southern food to rejuvenate my winter-blue soul. I've never been more ready to get home and sew and create and write and just plain be creative!
Which is good, because I was beginning to worry about my creative mojo. It kinda went on hiatus this winter, only to leave me feeling lost and confused and....a little inadequate.
So is the nature of my self-esteem, a delicate matter and a thing of high maintenance. It is what it is, and I've become accustom to the ebb and flow of its requirements. But every once in awhile, it does throw me for a loop and I wonder if I've fallen off some imaginary cliff.
I'm not one to take pictures of my food to publicly share, but I cannot - I repeat cannot - convey the absolute amazingness I experienced on Wednesday night. We went to Fisherman's Corner in Perdito Key, about 45 minutes from where we were staying. The whole way there we all kept saying we hoped it was worth the drive.
Holy shrimp and grits, y'all.
This place is perfect.
It's a total dive - it's a little shack, on a dirt road, under a bridge, next to a fish processing dock. It looks like it's been beat to hell by the heat of a thousand suns. If you drove by it, you prolly wouldn't stop. But you won't drive by it....because it's under a bridge. The best meal all of have had in years. Really - it's that good.
So, back to work.
With a full tank of mojo.
I have some fun stuff to giveaway this week. The fun starts on Monday!