Tag: Hot Dogs

My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.

1. Enjoying the cooler fall weather here in Savannah.

2. Speaking of cooler weather, HR driving us over to Tybee Island yesterday evening to see/experience the beautiful Hunter Moon rising “from” the Atlantic ocean.

Get ready. Here she comes!

3. After the Moon Spectacular, we headed to the very ocean-hip Sea Wolf Tybee bar and restaurant …

… for their gourmet hot dogs. I stayed seawater simple with their Classic dog …

While Robert (as usual) got all fancy with their Chicago dog.

For some reason, I ALWAYS have to look into the restrooms at quirky restaurants. Why? Their bathrooms often mirror the quirkiness of the rest of the place.

Sea Wolf certainly came through. When you close the bathroom door, there is a hot dog costume hanging there. (I wondered if anyone ever tried it on and sashayed back to their table.)

And look what we found out on the patio.

A hot dog wreath, of course.

And hats for witches.

Or warlocks.

OK, I really need to stop this Frankfurter Foolishness.

4. Robert’s monochromal kitty Benny. 

5. And grandson Daniel in final rehearsals as young Shakespeare in the upcoming play Shakespeare in Love.

Hope you have a hotdog of a weekend ahead!