Showing posts with label beaufort. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beaufort. Show all posts

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Scenes From a Low Country Oyster Roast

This entire ALL you can eat oyster roast was only FIFTEEN DOLLARS.


Amelia, loving her oysters.  She will only eat "the little, cute ones", according to her. 

You're making Momma proud!!


Oysters roasting on a metal rack, covered in a wet cloth

Shoveling the oysters into buckets to dump on the tables
Frying turkeys

Grilling hotdogs and pulled pork

Roasting marshmallows for s'mores

Digging in at the oyster table

Sacks full of oysters and wood on a trailer
 

Bring your own gloves and oyster knife;
 table is full of hot sauce, paper towels and cocktail sauce
The emptied oysters get dumped in buckets, and the buckets dumped in wheelbarrows. 
They are then recycled back into the water to grow more oyster beds.

All you can eat oysters; still more sacks waiting to roast

Sitting by the fire, pulling pork; oysters roasting under the cloth
Everyone is eating plump oysters, chili, hotdogs, chicken mop, fried turkey, pulled pork,
brownies, chocolate nut cookies, crackers, drinks, and s'mores.  Mom and Olivia are right in front.

The end of the night; sitting around warming up by the fire. 
It's around 60 degrees by this time.

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Hallelujah Singers

We spent today at home - Amelia's cold is worse, but Olivia seems to be holding her own.  So far no fevers, so I'm hoping it's just a simple cold.  Olivia is faintly rasping a bit when she breathes; and if it gets worse tomorrow I'll take her in to the doctor to check for RSV.  She had her RSV shot at the beginning of the month so I'm hoping she'll be ok. 

This evening everyone seemed to be feeling better, so we headed out to a free concert by the Hallelujah Singers held in a small church in downtown Bluffton.  I've been pretty proud of myself for finding so many wonderful free things to do during the holidays this year with the girls.  The church itself was beautiful - enormous stained glass windows blazing with light.  Coming upon it reminded me of a picture postcard of an old fashioned church in the snow, with the beautiful stained glass colors illuminating the night. 

The church was packed, and it wasn't a large one.  The singers were maybe 2-3 feet away from the pews.  Mom and Olivia were able to sit toward the front; I sat a little further back with Amelia.  From that vantage point, I could see Olivia literally vibrate with excitement when the music started.  She seems to have a particular affinity for live music and does the same thing when she hears the praise and worship music at church.  She was standing on Mom's lap, with Mom holding her up - I swear it looked like she was dancing!  She was waving her arms around to the beat and bouncing up and down with a big grin on her face.  She does the same thing when she is really excited.  She would get a bit tired, collapse and snuggle for a bit; then pop back up again when the beat picked up.  She really likes the Gullah beat the best; just like she really loved the marches the Parris Island Brass Band played. 

Amelia had a bit rougher time.  She is usually good at these sort of things, but this month we've been to 3 events where she lost some self control about halfway through.  I think we're up just a bit too late and it's hard for her to hold it together.  But all in all, I love taking them places.  This in particular was something she probably won't ever get a chance to see again.  They travel all over the world and the musical style and storytelling are unique to this area.  The Gullah accent itself is very rhythmic - when the Gullah Geechee speak, it often sounds like they are singing when they are talking.



Here is some more about the Hallelujah Singers:

The Hallelujah Singers

A vocal group from Beaufort, founded 10 years ago by Marlena Smalls, the Hallelujah Singers seek to preserve through music the Gullah heritage, rooted in West African traditions and language, and brought by the slaves to the Sea Islands of South Carolina and Georgia. The Gullah language is Creole blend of West African and European dialects, developed in the isolated plantations of the coastal South. Most of the Gullah vocabulary is of English origin, but grammar and pronunciation come from a number of West African languages, such as Ewe, Madinka, Igbo, Twi and Yoruba. The slaves' knowledge of rice cultivation, a crop that had been grown in the West African region since 1500, made them desirable to the plantation owners of the South Carolina Low Country where rice had become a staple crop. The plantation owners, seeking the comforts of their city homes, often left the day-to-day operation of the plantations to the overseer or foreman, causing these isolated plantations to be much less influenced by Euro-American culture and allowing them to retain their "African-ness.

Smalls developed and refined a series of concerts to define the Gullah culture and the "Sea Island sound." Her goal was to preserve the melodies and storytelling technique of the South Carolina Sea Islands. Interwoven with music and narration, the singers present miniature dramatizations of some of the unique personages, rituals, and ceremonies that played an important part in shaping the Gullah culture. Among the Hallelujah Singer's repetoire are traditional plantation songs dating back to the 1600s. The group consists of five singers and two musicians, playing strings and conga drums. They have recorded three CDs. The first, "Gullah - Songs of Hope, Faith and Freedom," produced in 1997, features plantation melodies and spiritual songs. In 1998, "Joy - A Gullah Christmas" was released, and finally, in 1999, the latest CD "Gullah - Carry Me Home" was produced; it is the first to be nationally distributed. Performing at youth recreation, community, and senior citizens centers around the country, participating in various music festivals, and providing educational outreach for students in South Carolina and Georgia, the group has earned a number of awards, including the South Carolina Folk Heritage Advocacy Award, the Alpha Kappa Alpha Community Service Award, and the South Carolina Humanitarian Award. The Hallelujah Singers have performed in concert worldwide, and have appeared in television documentaries and the motion picture Forrest Gump. They have also performed for the United States Congress, Hillary Rodham Clinton, and South Carolina legislators. In the fall of 2000, the group will give a concert at the Kennedy Center in Washington, D.C.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Low Country Oyster Roast!

One of the advantages of living on or near a military base are the fun programs they offer for families. Tonight we went to an Oyster Roast at Laurel Bay and it was fabulous! The community center is right by the water, and as we arrived there we were lucky enough to see the brilliant orange and pink sunset through the mossy oak trees reflecting off the water. It was absolutely beautiful.

Amelia, of course, was not too interested in fresh hot oysters. She had a few bites of hotdog and some crackers and then played with the other kids. But Mom and I dug in! We brought our own oyster knives and towels (a custom down here that I learned the hard way - by forgetting them at the first oyster roast I went to). They roast the oysters in big mesh metal boxes, then dump them out in big piles onto the middle of the tables. There are buckets by the sides of the tables for the oyster shells, and you start opening them up and popping them into your mouth as quickly as you can, tossing the shells into the buckets to be saved and returned to the marsh. We had sleeves of saltine crackers, squeeze bottles of tabasco and cocktail sauce and lemons on the tables. The oysters down here come clustered together in big chunks, so you could grab one cluster and end up with 6-7 oysters sometimes. You just keep turning the cluster around and opening up more shells.

Off to the side, someone was manning Frogmore Stew - basically crab boil or seafood seasoning (like Old Bay) with cob corn, shell on shrimp, potato chunks and sausage. The original Frogmore Plantation is not too far from here on St Helena Island. We missed the local Gullah festival this weekend as Olivia really needed to stay home and rest, as did all of us after the last few weeks.

I wish I had pictures, but I was way too busy eating! By the time we were done, we had a 2 gallon bucket full of oyster shells.

Saturday, May 10, 2008

Back in Beaufort

Again. :)

When we moved onto base, they had just finished constructing this house and were still working on most of the others on this street. We didn't even have grass. They sprayed seeds and fertilizer down, planted ornamental trees and bushes and told us we wouldn't have to worry about it, except maybe water it if it was real dry and they would let us know. There was a lot of rain when we first moved here and all our landscaping looked lush and lovely.

Fast forward to today - after 5 or 6 trips to Jacksonville since March 17 (I can't even remember anymore!) The trees they planted are visibly wilting, the grass is brown, the plants next to the house are wilting, turning brown and looking visibly stressed. They have reseeded our yard 3 times, this last time OVER the thick layer of oak leaves that have fallen (um.. you'd think that landscaping specialists would know grass won't grow on thick leaves). The grass is growing the best in the planting beds next to the house - in the mulch around the plants!! I feel like if I'd been here all along, this wouldn't have happened. Heck, I'm not even unpacked at the house yet! I'm so frustrated living out of a suitcase and traveling all around. I'd love to see all our relatives after Rafe leaves, but I think I'm going to hibernate in my own home for a while and see if I can't get it feeling like a cozy place and not just some fancy hotel I'm staying in.

I'm trying so hard to be positive, but I feel like all I ever do is complain about what is happening. I wish I could be bubbly and cheerful right now, but Rafe is at Mojave Viper, with no cell phone access and no email except occasionally at work. Amelia woke up crying after her nap like her heart was breaking. I couldn't figure out what was wrong, she was inconsolable until she saw a picture of daddy and we snuggled with the picture and her blankie and called "bamma" (her catch all phrase for grandma and grandpa) so they could talk to her. Tomorrow I'm going to detail all the positive things we've been doing but tonight I'm just going to eat some chocolate chip cookies.