Margaritaville, Myrtle Beach, South Carolina
“Wasting away again in Margaritaville, searching for my lost shaker of salt,
Some people claim that there’s a woman to blame, but I know its ….”
Recently I was invited to dine at Margaritaville’s 1114 Celebrity Drive, Myrtle Beach location. It’s at Broadway at the Beach, a popular entertainment-shopping complex. Yes, Margaritaville is a tourist trap, but it’s great fun sitting there in front of one of the many flat screen TV’s watching Jimmy Buffet videos. I almost expected patrons (correction landsharks) there to be sitting fins up.
The nautical theme set to music is simply amazing. The atmosphere really puts its visitors in an island state of mind. For anyone with a lazy-going beach burn persona, this is the best place to be on a hot summer day or better yet night.
Because there was no line, our group skipped drinks at Stranded on a Sandbar and headed straight for our table upstairs. The decor showed Key West origins with its Tiki gods and burning torches. Planes floating from the ceiling, boats on the floor set among the tables tables, a giant whale hanging overhead set the tone. Periodically the gimmick ten foot signature drink blender filled and whirled. I’m not sure if there were more people watching or holding signature-item glasses filled with that sublime frozen concoction made more famous in a song.
Service was quick. There was to be no nibbling on sponge cake for me at least. I had a problem deciding between the Cheeseburger in Paradise and pulled pork so I went instead with crab cakes. They were excellent, a descriptor I normally reserve for Maryland fare. Hubby had the burger I decided against. It looked fantastic with its caramelized onions, lettuce tomato, and lots of meat rare. I almost wished I had ordered it. Someone else at the table ordered the crab-corn chowder. My mouth almost drooled. Someone else ordered the pulled pork. Too bad the place doesn’t offer a sampler on the menu. Everyone in our party enjoyed.
Given the opportunity, I will return to Margaritaville. Its Parrothead fans and escapism lifestyle made for great party time. I had a blast. This themed restaurant even left some room in the wallet. On the way out I headed to its Smugglers Hold for some shopping and souvenirs.