Monday, February 11, 2013

ghost ships and magical thinking




































Take away the cemeteries, the ghost in every room and on every corner (apparently they loiter), and all the tales of pirates, and Savannah is just another mid-size city that sells fudge to tourists.  What Savannah purchases from those romantic (and commercially exploited) stories--and what imbues it with magic--is the possibility that the past isn't really the past--that it's still with us today.  Which is just another way of thinking this: perhaps after we're long gone we'll still be around, too.

2 comments:

Claudia from Idiot's Kitchen said...

Hey, let's not forget the shrimp and grits.

Mike Bailey said...

LOVE me some shrimp and grits. AbsoLUTE. But I don't think I've eaten them there. Ironically, I've had Thai food there, just not shrimp and grits.

So, fellow mid-westerner, have you found that southern cuisine basically is ust a lot better than midwestern "cuisiine"?