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After an interesting but not nearly long enough tour of Fort Sumter, we disembarked the ferry and spotted a resort with a highly recommended restaurant called the Fish House.

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Arriving at 4:00pm since we’d skipped lunch…

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We had the place to ourselves for a short while and moseyed up to the bar.

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One Harborview with Cathead Honeysuckle Vodka, Lemon Simple Syrup, Prosecco, and fresh basil in… things were looking good.

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The view on one side was the USS Yorktown… which I wanted to tour but with only an hour before it closed and $100 for two tickets the husband said no. He’s lived on those ships and had no desire to pay to see another.

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Low country shrimp appetizer? Yummy.

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A Siren’s Mule with Mount Gay Rum, Ginger Beer, Lemon Simple Syrup, Mint Leaf, Lime and Blue Curacao?

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Even better.

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We had to laugh at the menu typo and passed on the She Carb soup.

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Husband had the lobster ravioli which he said was wonderful and silly me… who thought since I was down south I should try local seafood… ordered the tilefish.

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Word of advice – do not order the tilefish.

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The sauce? Flavorful. The risotto? Creamy. The charred lemon broccoli? Perfect.

The tilefish?

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I think this fish made out of actual tile in the rest room would have tasted better.

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This one as well.

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Yup. Those too.

Lesson learned? If you don’t know what it is, don’t order it.

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Bad fish aside, it was a nice place.

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It must have been because we stayed until after dark and the beast of a Lincoln was lighting our way when we left.

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At least we had good timing for some beautiful Charleston skies on the way back.

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