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My Friday Night BeeMeading

Alternate post title #1:  To Mead or Not to Mead

Alternate post title #2:  I’m So Meady

I’m flabbergasted when the occasional glass-half-empty-er complains that there’s not much to do in Savannah.  There’s a swarming beehive of activity seven days (and nights) a week around here!  Take last night, for example.  I walked down Broughton Street to the Savannah Bee Company …


… one of the coolest shops on Savannah’s “main street.”  They were having a Mead Tasting Event at our city’s only mead bar.


Now, I don’t know about you, faithful blog followers, but I didn’t really possess much mead knowledge before last night.  I thought I remembered something from world lit about Beowulf helping the king of the Danes, whose mead hall was under attack by bad monster Grendel.  Remember?  After Beowulf kills him, Grendel’s mama plays tit for tat by attacking said mead hall but is also defeated.  The lesson I got from that story: Do NOT mess with mead halls.  Ever.



So I was on my Absolute Best Behavior when I walked through the honeycombed front doors.



Pushing our way through the crowd, we met Michael and Bernice Fairbrother (how hip is that name?), owners of Moonlight Meadery of Londonderry, New Hampshire, who were on hand to pour and explain.  Watch this so-cool short video about Michael and Bernice.


According to the Moonlight Meadery website, “Mead is a wine made from honey, water and yeast. The sweetness ranges from dry to sweet, it can be still, petillant (ever so lightly carbonated), or sparkling.  It’s the oldest fermented beverage, but the least known.”

Here’s Michael:




And here I am buddying up with Michael (and standing sort of behind him in case a huge evil monster is about to storm the mead hall).




And here’s delightful Bernice hard at work pouring perfectly:






And here’s the third character in the night’s sweet narrative, beautiful Danielle Hicks, the Mead Bar Manager of the Savannah Bee Company.





But hold on just a second!  Stop the presses!  What’s that on the right in the photo above?!

I looked, starting to shake visibly.


Terror began to grip my heart.  Even though I pasted on a false, meady smile for the press.


Because I just KNEW that Danielle was innocently cradling Grendel’s descendent, come back to seek revenge–in Savannah, Georgia of all places!  I had to get outta that blame mead hall!  What was I thinking coming in the first place?!

I ask you … is this the face of pure evil or not?




Okay maybe not, AND I hadn’t yet tasted the last of the evening’s meads, Kurt’s Apple Pie Mead …


… so I hung around for a while.  And lived.

What a great time with Michael, Bernice and Danielle.


But the evening was far from over.  Danielle asked if we liked music, and still trembling a bit, I uttered “Sure!” and she gave the invitation to be her guests at the get-in-by-member-key-only House of Mata Hari near the river on Factor’s Row.  Come to find out, Danielle was the featured singer!  Check out her website at daniellehicks.net and take a listen.

Oh my gosh, what fun was had by all!  And for five dollars.


So let’s Meet for Mead one of these evenings!


Other than the fabulous Savannah Bee Company, here’s a list of other Savannah spots where you can find Michael’s mead.  Get your mead list.

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Bee Well, Bee Happy!

What an incredibly beautiful and cool spring Savannah Saturday!  I can’t imagine a more gorgeously joyful place to spend Easter Eve.  This afternoon I took a delicious nap (do I need to say that it lasted well over two hours?), then decided to walk down Abercorn to Broughton and either turn right to go to Leopold’s (famous local ice creamery) or left and head to the Savannah Bee Company.  When I reached the intersection, a stretch of at least thirty people undulated from Leopold’s door.  To the bees I buzzed.

Walking through the beehive-ish screen doors, I entered SUCH a cool world.

I tasted all sorts of honey varieties I never knew existed: winter white, sourwood, black sage, and whipped, for example.  And I felt great (and so kitchen smart) because I told the friendly ladies behind the sampling area about using their Grill Honey last summer when I started grilling peaches (slice peaches in half and take out pit, rub a little olive oil on both sides of each half, then brush honey on the peaches and grill till honey is slightly carmelized–SO good!).  They loved the idea, and you will too.  (Do I sound a little like Rachel Ray?)  I found a pic (really) from last summer when I grilled peaches:

And look!  Here I am in front of their giant beehive:

I didn’t ask, but I’m pretty darn sure that since they have SO much honey, gigantic bees actually live in this hive at night and make lotsa honey.  I’ll contact Ted Dennard, the owner and beekeeper, and get back with you.

But the coolest part by far of my little Savannah Bee Company field trip (I LOVED field trips as a kid–couldn’t sleep a wink the night before!) was meeting the VERY positive, upbeat, encouraging, instructive and delightful honeyseller Alison Deehring.  She explained all sorts of fascinating bee info, as well as uses for the various honeys and honey products.  (For example, ladies, you can use the Beeswax Hand Cream on the ends of your hair.  Alison says it works really well.  I know it did on mine!  I can now use this wonder in addition to my previously posted hair product.  Scroll down to last couple of pics–you’ll know the ones.)  Here’s Alison (the fact that she spells her name with only one “l” makes her even hipper) and me with two honeybee bears (just go with it):

And yes, Alison gave me permission for this post–such a nice gesture after I gave her (okay, sort of forced on her) one of my NealEnJoy cards.  [Note to Ted: Give Alison a raise, or at least her own beehive.]

I left the store feeling happier than when I came in.  And what greater blessing could there bee for having visited an establishment?  As I pushed the screendoor to exit, this affirmation met my eyes and went with me–and now makes its way to you:

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