This was perhaps the most amazing lunch I’ve ever encountered. It was at a restaurant called “The Old Lighthouse”, located (near no body of water) somewhere alongside of the road leaving Charleston on the way to Tennessee. The meal consisted of fried catfish (“delta-style”), deep-fried hush puppies and freshly-fried potato chips. Each of these items was quite delicious individually, but put together the three created a vortex of grease that no human should ever be forced to eat (at least without a side salad or fruit plate). No one should be surprised that this menu item was actually part of a promotion sponsored by the restaurant’s cooking oil supplier.
Christopher had the “breakfast on a bun” sandwich, by the way.
Filed under: Food, West Virginia
Hush puppies! It’s been years . . . tell us more. Were they nice and onion-y?
Looks like you guys are having a blast! I am psyched you decided to take off and go for it. When do you think you might make it home? I am in Tortola now and looking to be back in Maine by end of May early June. Safe travels. Love, Jordi