Robbie Cahill is a true "Bluffton boy." He was born and bred here and spent his childhood crabbing, fishing and playing in the May River.
The Cahill Family owns the iconic "Cahill's" on S.C. 46. The whole family helps with plowing, planting, picking and cooking at their farm to table restaurant. It is amazing they've been able to keep their farm intact in spite of all the development going on around them. Their restaurant is a must for locals and tourists who flock there daily for delicious home grown vegetables and cooking. Robbie's father Johnny had to jump through many hoops to get the family enterprise up and going, but he has succeeded beyond expectations.
Robbie's adorable wife Stephanie arranged a surprise 40th birthday party for him last Sunday at Pepper's Porch. Keeping everyone's lips sealed was a monumental task, but it went off without a hitch. Friends and family with children in tow -- including Robbie's Evie and Juke -- had a wonderful time.
It isn't often Robbie is speechless so everyone savored the moment.
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Happy birthday to one of my favorite farmers even if you don't live in the dell and many more.
ON THE ROAD AGAIN
Do you like shopping for cars? I don't or at least didn't.
I have a great fear of being pounced on by over-zealous salespeople. I recently went on the hunt for the perfect automobile -- one I could count on to start every morning and one with personality. I needed backup so I began the search with one of my children. We motored up U.S. 278 and started hitting the car dealerships.
I thought I wanted a big SUV so I could safely tool about in the snarl of area traffic.
Since I did not want to be trapped, I told the sales people I was just looking. If I saw a car I liked, I said I'd them know. I sat in a big SUV and could barely get up in the seat. The steps so are so high. I drove them around parking lots but refused to get on the highway. When you can't see over the hood, caution is the best choice. I drove Cadillacs, Chevrolets, Infinitis, Jeeps, Fords, Nissans, Mercedes, and Buicks -- 26 or so vehicles. I was getting discouraged and everyone was getting weary. Most of the SUVs cost more than an Elizabeth Locke bracelet or a Temple St. Clair crystal bauble, which I'd rather have.
Until I met Curtis, a salesperson at the Toyota dealership. He is slight and a very pleasant manner about him. He looks a bit like Alan Ladd and walks kind of like Fred Astaire.
Above all, he is not pushy.
He's also patient. He put up with my comings and goings for at least a month. He made suggestions and offered advice, but never pressured me.
Later, he showed me a car. It was love at first sight. It was a 2003 -- not a car I ever thought about buying -- had personality and was in beautiful condition. I was smitten.
The next thing I knew, I was sitting in the dealership office signing reams of papers with a very nice retired Marine.
The deal was done and now I am the owner of a 12-year-old car, one-owner that looks fabulous. The best part is it has a four year warranty and only cost the same as a week's holiday at The Cloister on Sea Island.
Curtis is the bomb.
TIME TO READ
Ann Rosen had family in town visiting and they stopped by my store.
Ann was the head librarian at the Bluffton Library for many years and is a treasure. She said that now that she's retired, she's at the library just as often because she has more time to read.
Ann looks as adorable as ever and is loving life here in Bluffton.
Babbie Guscio is the social columnist for The Bluffton Packet. She can be reached at The Store on Calhoun Street.