Why the 30A bachelorette dinner is the hardest night to plan
Every bachelorette weekend on this road runs into the same wall on Friday. The group is twelve or fourteen. The good restaurants between Dune Allen and Inlet Beach are small by design — that is the whole architectural point of 30A — and in season they are booked out weeks ahead for parties half your size. The ones that will take you want a 5:15pm seating or a 9:30pm one. Neither is the night you planned.
Then there is the getting there. Nobody in the group wants to be the one who does not drink so they can drive. Rideshare on 30A in July is a twenty-five minute wait for a car that seats four, which means three cars, which means the group arrives in shifts and the first arrivals sit awkwardly at a half-empty table. By the time everyone is together, it is 8:40 and the mood has cooled.
The fix is not a better reservation. It is not having one. We cook at the house you already rented, at the time you actually want to eat, for everyone at once.
