I'm about to jet off to the sweltering heat of Savannah for a blissful getaway. I can't wait for that first sip of sweet tea imbibed while relaxing in the shade of a courtyard. While I'm there I'll have time to ponder an amazing opportunity that came my way just in the nick of time.
I'm obsessed with all things pineapple. As long as it's in the shape of, adorned with, or made out of a pineapple, I'll take it. While living in Savannah I came to learn that pineapples are a symbol of hospitality in the South. Legend has it that when the sailors returned to Savannah and other southern cities from the West Indies over 150 years ago, they would often bring back home tropical fruits. Pineapples were hung over the door to signal that the man of the house was home and the family could accept visitors.