It seems sister Ramey and I can’t go anyplace without making at least one wrong turn--or at least not taking the right turn. Yesterday, Ramey had to go to Sylacauga, a town about 40 miles south of here. I decided to go with her; actually I drove--probably our first mistake.
Of course, we talk while we travel. We talk about lots of things. As I recall, yesterday we talked about everything from Donald Trump to childhood fear of bridges and lots of stuff in between.
I actually don’t recall what we were talking about when we missed our turn. But when we realized we had missed it, we were well on our way to Columbus, Georgia.
We did finally get on the right track and Ramey was able to take care of the task she went for. By that time, we were starving. Which led us to the best part of the trip. Pizza and Pint.
Pizza and Pint, Sylacauga, Alabama: Highly recommended by the Ramey Sisters (at least two of them)
We had what I can only describe as the best pizza I’ve ever had. We ordered one Mediterranean pizza to share. It was topped with sun dried tomatoes, artichokes, olives, feta cheese, red sauce, and maybe some other things. It was all good.
Our Mediterranean Pizza looked a lot like this.
We finished that one and ordered one of their wonderful dessert pizzas. Ours had peaches and creme cheese and I don’t know what all. It was wonderful, but we could not finish that one. Ramey took the leftover peach pizza home. I’m sure it’s gone by now.
Peach Pizza
We didn’t order pints, since I was driving and Ramey was navigating. But had we chosen to imbibe, we would have had our choice among many excellent craft beers--not just your everyday Budweiser and such. Next time, maybe.
All in all, in spite of missing our turn, it was a good experience. I had to stop by the grocery store after dropping Ramey off, and I had to zig and zig all over Leeds to get to her house, the grocery store, and back home, due to road construction. And by the time I got home, I was practically dead. Well, that’s it felt like. I put up most of the groceries, did a few things that just had to be done, then went to bed at about 7:00. I don’t think I’ve ever gone to bed that early. I feel better today, and I'm thinking about the next time we go back to Sylacauga and having another Pizza and Pint experience.
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On 08/17/2017, Barbara Anne said ...
Road trip AND most excellent food - plus putting-the-world-to rights conversation! Most excellent!
We call all wrong turns and missed turns "driving adventures". Works for us!
Hugs!
On 08/17/2017, Patty McDonald said ...
What a fun trip to get lost in conversation and forget your turn. That has happened with my husband and me. It's a trip we've made many times and know the road in our sleep. Deep in discussion we got turned around and went 30 miles out of our way. In our defense, it was late in the evening and all freeways look alike after dark. We still laugh about it but I'm sure our grown kids think we are getting senile. Sounds like you and Ramey had the perfect day.
On 08/17/2017, LaVoice said ...
Sometimes missing a turn can be a good thing. Glad yours turned out so well. I goof all the time driving but try to keep it to myself.
On 08/18/2017, Deb said ...
Oh Susan,my husband and I quite regularly take wrong turns and end up somewhere "new" because we are too busy chatting. We have had to learn to be quiet if we have to get somewhere on time, lol
I must admit your pizzas looked delicious and well worth the wrong turn. Now you will know somewhere to go for pizza that you didn't of before.
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