There was one thing I failed to mention about the beach: Wickles.

My Uncle Mike and his wife Betty joined us for the first day, and Mike brought 2 jars of Wickles… Wicked Pickles. They are a spectacularly well-seasoned pickles. He got them in the Publix out there in S.C., but steakums couldn’t find them in our local Publix.

I may resort to ordering them online. De-lish.