Pam and I don't eat out often, but when we do, we like to find interesting and unusual places to do so whenever we can. Such was the case when we found the Pirate House in Savannah. It's a series of connected buildings. We ate in the oldest house in Savannah, which was built in 1733.
The oldest house.
The floors weren't wide planked, but rather any size that they had.
Megan trying to decide what to order.
The food was excellent, although a tad pricey for Savannah, I thought.
In puppy news, we got home to find that Livvy, our three month old German Shorthair Pointer boat dog, likes to collect things and put them in her doggie bed.
Sandals, a potholder, a pen, a sneaker...
and for the first time, chewed up something. She ate the bottom buttons off these flip flops.
It's a good thing she's cute.