The King and Prince Beach and Golf Resort in St Simon’s Island, Georgia
St. Augustine News writers Lee and Laura visited The Resort from June 10th through the 13th. Read on and share with them in their escape filled with fun, food and relaxation.
A month ago when asked if Lee and I wanted to go to The King and Prince Beach and Golf Resort on St. Simon’s Island, Georgia I said “where.” We had no idea that this wonderful resort with the most charming people even existed.
It took some doing to get there though. Oh no, it is just off a major thoroughfare and the roads are well paved. It was the torrential downpour of rain that challenged us. Luckily, Lee was driving at the time. It was suggested that I bury my head in my latest Nook selection and not to wear out the floor carpet with the imaginary break on the passenger side. Lee said that we traveled through Jacksonville, however, the entire city was a blur to him. Not one building seen by his eyes, only the tail lights in front of us with the hazard lights in full use.
Suffice it to say we arrived slightly tense and somewhat cramped and immediately proceeded to our 4:00 appointment at The Royal Treatment Cottage at The King and Prince for a couples massage. We understand this renovated cottage is a new addition to the resort. We were greeted with warm southern hospitality, comfortable white robes and foot ware, water with lemon slices, and heated aroma therapy neck wraps. After time to unwind in the relaxation area we were brought into the couples massage room. The travels thus far left us wanting therapeutic, deep tissue massages to work out our knots and tension. Our therapists, Bucky and Sonia, were very accommodating and talented. An hour later we were escorted back to the relaxation area and were adorned in neck wraps again and a fresh bottle of water. The tension quickly melted away so that we were able to begin our vacation in the best of body and mind.
Now, time to actually check in. The entire front desk staff was wonderful. With all the bellmen busy seeing to other guests, front desk staffer, Clarence Everly went beyond the call of duty to help us to our room before the next cloud burst could drench our luggage.
We entered our room through medieval wood doors to find a beautifully renovated, spacious ocean view room complete with a personal hand written note from the room steward, Antoinette. She was a joy and made every attempt to see to our needs during our three night stay. Internet access was effortless to join. The large flat screen tv was well positioned for viewing in the smartly arranged space of furnishing and finishes.
I must take a moment to mention the two gold foil boxes of heaven from Sugar Marsh Cottage Specialty Confections, Inc. left for us compliments of the resort. The first box we opened contained delicious Chocolate Dipped Signature Gourmet Shortbread Coquilles. It took everything I had not to hide in the closet and eat them all. Knowing my long term relationship with Lee would be in jeopardy if I did not leave him some. The second box contained White Chocolate Orange Angle Wings and Sea Stars. Both were definitely a special delight.
The meals at the King and Prince are incredible. The dining areas overlook the western most point on the Atlantic’s eastern seaboard. Cargo ships can be seen coming and going through the channel for Brunswick, GA. For dinner I ate the chef’s signature Low Country Shrimp & Grits. This being my first venture into grits I was hesitant. But, they were great. I am a starch addict and cannot have a meal without pasta, potato or rice. Now I have another choice, and fix them with cheese and I am in heaven. Lee had the garlic rubbed rib-eye cooked to perfection with au-gratin potatoes that were the perfect texture with just the right amount of cheese.
The breakfast buffet had more choices than most we have been to, including eggs made to order. Luckily peaches were is season and we were able to feast on peach strudel until I could not pass another bit through my lips. Of course our second morning I started with the peach strudel first. Why pussyfoot around? Read More>>>
