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The Town That Time Forgot

2018-06-28

After Memphis, Port Gibson came as a complete change. We pulled into a quiet little town that had so many churches I lost count. Isabella Guest House is situated on a wide, tree lined avenue. It’s an elegant old building that echoes the gracious living of former times. Our hosts were Bobbye and Phil, and they did everything to make us welcome. The interior of the house has been furnished to remain in keeping with the past,  but this is Bobbye and Phil’s home too, so there’s  a lovely cosy atmosphere about the place.

On Bobbye’s advice we drove up the road to eat at Rosie’s  Cafe, which was very basic but served fresh cooked traditional local food. I got to try what I’ve always wanted to try: catfish and fried green tomatoes. Delicious 😋 Trouble is, all the food in the south seems to be fried, and I can almost feel the pounds piling on my hips 🙁

After eating we took a stroll around town. Port Gibson is very quaint and has quite a history, there was a fair bit of Civil War action took place here, and the town is part of an historic trail. There are many interesting buildings that have seen better days, but that adds to their charm. We got to enjoy the rest of the evening swinging on the veranda of the guest house, drinking a glass of wine ( beer, in Mike’s case) and having a pleasant chat with Bobbye. It was a far cry from the hurlyburly of Memphis, and a lovely way to finish the day.