As I had mentioned, there are two restaurants in Hyde County on the mainland. Last night we checked out Harris's Steakhouse, on the north side of the lake. We got there and there was almost no place to park. The place was packed. It seems we have arrived in these parts right in the heart of duck hunting season, and Hyde County is all about hunting. Duck hunting, deer hunting, bear hunting, pheasant hunting... To be more precise, our visit has coincided with a weekend of adult duck hunting. There are a couple more weekends of youth or children's hunting coming up.
But make no mistake, it is man time in Hyde County, and it was man time at Harris's Steakhouse. The place was not only rocking, it was booming. We ended up in the bar room, where Mary was one of a peak of 3 women in the room who were not serving. It was loud as fuck. Then they turned on some rock music, for good measure, though it was too loud to make out more than bass and drums. I'm pretty sure there was a Creedence song in there somewhere.
It took an hour for our food to get to us. We had sat down at a six top with plates and food on it because it was the only table there was. We pushed the plates and stuff aside. It was never bussed. They were bussing on an as-needed basis. When our food finally got there, my fried seafood platter was delicious. Mary's barbeque was fine. We were glad to have gotten fed and even happier to leave.
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