We’ve been down on Ocracoke island in the outer banks of North Carolina this past week.

Rumor has it Jimmy Buffett was/is here, too. We were told he was dining at the same restaurant as us the other night. That shouldn’t be too surprising. There aren’t a lot of restaurants open here in the off-season so unless he was in the mood to fry up his own conch fritters, he didn’t have a lot of other choices. If he was there when we were, I didn’t notice him.