The first place we ever ate in Folly Beach at 9 PM after a horrible flight was the perfect antidote to real life, exhuastion, and flagging spirits. At the bar, Elizabeth made us a "special pink drink" to lift our spirits, and then we were whisked away to our "bucket" table outside to the sound of music we actually knew and enjoyed! Our food was Southern perfection, and was followed by an oreo dessert which transcended reality. What a great beginning to the fun of Folly Beach!
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