~ Eating Fried Green Tomatoes Like A Boss ~

On our way home from our Work Weekend at Pop-Pop’s Cottage, My Captain and I made our traditional stop at Holly’s Restaurant on Kent Island.

Why is this place, around since the mid ’50’s, our traditional stop?  Three very good reasons:

1) Potty.  Always Potty before the bridge.  I learned this before I was 5 years old, and it is still excellent advice to this day.

2) Fried Catfish.

3) Fried Green Tomatoes.

Every time we come home, we stop and address all three points at Holly’s.  My Captain adds one other tradition.  It’s kind of an imperative for him.

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Every time…Every. Stinkin. Time…we stop at Holly’s (which is SEVERAL times a year, mind you) he has to play their ”Find All Fifty States” game on the place mat.

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It’s the same ding dang game.

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It never changes.

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And he plays it every time.

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He takes it very seriously, and cracks me up entirely.

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If I could get past how cute it is that this middle-aged, heroic, quietly unassuming manly-man plays this over and over and over, I might realize that he is doing it to get out of having to make inane small talk with me.

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Fortunately I can’t get past how cute he is, so it’s all good.

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He has a little race with himself to see how many states he can find before the ‘maters get to the table.   How cute is that?  Once he and I raced eachother to see who could find the most states before our ‘maters arrived.  Talk about competitive!  He killed me.  I think I found Ohio, and that was it.

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On a different note, do you have any idea how difficult it is to make fried green ‘maters look palatable with your husband’s phone’s camera?

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You’ll just have to believe me that Holly’s fries them up JUST right.  I like to put a little salt and fat laden Ranch Dressing on ’em, you know, just to round ’em out.

They are seriously worth the stop if you find yourself going Westbound on Route 50 in Maryland near the Chesapeake Bay Bridge.

And whatever you do, make sure you leave enough time to play the place mat State game…..

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