LawtonFest, Part 8, Combahee River, SC

We return to our exciting action from Labor Day weekend, yet you might say if it’s so exciting, why is it taking you so long to post it, huh, ruthrawls, huh??

On the way home, we stopped at the boat landing.

 Clearly, I have issues.  Anyway…

Some folks were crabbing off the end of the dock.  Sugar suggested to me, under his breath, that they would have better luck if they crabbed closer to the shore.  It’s all the same to me, not being a crabber aficionado type, but seeing how Sugar is usually right, I suppose he had a point.  At least he didn’t stride up to the people and take the crab lines out of their hands and show them how to do it.

Crabby people not catching any crabs

Some frightful information was kindly supplied by the local authorities.

This doesn't bode well.

I have just lost my appetite for fish.

The new bridge over the Combahee

We headed once again in the direction of home, but made yet another stop at the Piggly Wiggly for spaghetti for me and Romaine lettuce for Gladys Guinea Pig.  (Honestly, who named this store?)  I managed to embarrass the other shoppers by whipping out the camera and recording for posterity the display of South Carolina tomatoes that came from Canada.  Yes, you read that correctly.  Proof positive below.  Click on the picture to enlarge and enjoy the tomatoey goodness.

In the background, Sugar pats the tomatoes to help relieve them of the stress of finding out that they are bastard Carolinadians.

The sign says it all.

There. Is that a better angle? Can you read it now? That's right, the Canada part.

Carolinadian tomatoes

Sometimes, I embarrass myself.  What kind of person takes photos in the grocery store?  Investigative reporting at its lowest.

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3 Responses to “LawtonFest, Part 8, Combahee River, SC”

  1. Leo Says:

    Clarence Saunders (not to be confused with Colonel Sanders) Memphis, TN 1916. You might have known he was an old boy from Tennessee.
    Saunders’ reason for choosing the intriguing name Piggly Wiggly ® remains a mystery; he was curiously reluctant to explain its origin. One story is that he saw from a train window several little pigs struggling to get under a fence, and the rhyming name occurred to him then. Someone once asked him why he had chosen such an unusual name for his organization, and Saunders’ reply was, “So people will ask that very question.” He wanted and found a name that would be talked about and remembered.

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    • ruthrawls Says:

      There was a Piggly Wiggly in Knoxville. My aunt Etta drove there for food shopping when I was growing up. I was embarrassed by the name. Piggly Wiggly, not Etta.

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  2. Kariann Says:

    GRRRRR I stopped by a roadside stand of local vegs and the tomatoes were grown in Chile.

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