Near Charleston, SC, on Daniel’s Island to be exact, there is a little gem of a restaurant, at least in my estimation.  It is the Queen Anne’s Revenge, and if you’re ever within about a fifty mile radius of this establishment, you need to try to go there…even if you’re not a pirate.  You’ll still like it.

At first, when you start talking about a pirate-themed restaurant, a tourist-trap type establishment comes to mind, doesn’t it?  Something along the lines of Dixie Stampede or Rain Forest Cafe, right?  That is NOT what The Queen Anne’s Revenge is at all.  It’s actually a classy place to eat, with almost a museum sort of feel, and the menu is nothing short of gourmet.

The decor is nautical and in one of the dining rooms you actually feel like you’re in the belly of a pirate ship…

But what did you expect from a restaurant named after Blackbeard’s vessel?

Charleston actually has a fairly rich pirate history, and the restaurant has collected many artifacts and works of art that collectively tell many of the buccaneer tales.

After you’ve spent some time browsing through all of the paraphernalia and begging your husband to buy you one of the pink tee-shirts that says, “Pirate Princess,” you are more than ready for your pirate food to be delivered to your table.  And let me tell you, it’s several steps above the actual pirate fare of moldy bread and jerky.

I had the Fried Green Tomato and Crab BLT…

…and I inhaled it so quickly and efficiently that I completely forgot to take a picture of it.  Sorry….but trust me…it saved your keyboard from some drool.

Bonny Annie ordered…get this!…the Anne Bonny Chicken.

I was thrilled that she liked the description and didn’t want to pass up the opportunity to dine on her nickname sake’s dish!

Big D and his lovely sister Amy both had the traditional Charlestonian dish of shrimp and grits.

They both gave it a thumbs up.

Amy’s husband Patrick had the fish and chips…another good choice.  I don’t remember what Dirty Harry had, but it was probably macaroni and cheese.  He’s not all that into food.  Cap’n Jack Henry ate a little from everyone’s plates and an apple cinnamon breakfast bar.  For authenticity’s sake, I just let him eat right off the table with his dirty hands, just like a pirate of old would have done.

Well, actually that’s how he always eats, and I wiped both him and the table down with a baby wipe before he dug in.  We’re only half pirate, ya’ know.

Queen Anne’s Revenge…I highly recommend you get your booty there and rustle yourself up some pirate grub!  You won’t be sorry!

And by the way, Big D refused to get me that tee-shirt since it was the day after Christmas, so if you could pick one up for me while you’re there, I’d be a very grateful pirate!