Harold’s Diner – Hilton Head Island, South Carolina
FULL DISCLOSURE: This is NOT a sponsored post. Neither Harold’s Diner or The Westin Hilton Head Island Resort and Spa compensated me for this post. I just love that resort and we discovered Harold’s Diner while vacationing. We loved Harold’s so much we ate there three times in four days. All of my opinions are totally my own, but I absolutely recommend both of these places. 🙂
The door sign says it all.
I want to go back. Again. And again. And again. We found this place on our Labor Day Vacation to Hilton Head Island, South Carolina.
Let me tell you how we actually found this place. It was a complete accident. As you know, we drove through Hurricane Hermine to get to our beach vacation at The Westin Hilton Head Island Resort and Spa. When we arrived, we checked into the hotel and went in search of booze and food. We missed the turn to the resort and found an intersection with a gas station to turn around and happened upon the closed (for the night) Harold’s Diner. It was looking pretty sketchy and sharing the parking lot with the gas station. We agreed immediately that this is our kind of place and decided to check it out for breakfast.
I’m so glad we did. That’s mine. Corned beef has and gravy biscuits. Done. And done. That’s my idea of breakfast!
Chris got pancakes and eggs. These were seriously the most fluffy pancakes I think I’ve ever had.
The next breakfast Chris got an omelette that was also delicious. I had the gravy biscuits and corned beef hash. Again. Why mess with perfection? I know what I like, right?
It was also totally wallet (if not waistline) friendly.
Now that we’ve established that the food is legit, let’s talk about the place. It’s super small, y’all. I mean, think of the size of a small mobile home or an airstream trailer. No joke. There is a counter, a very small walkway, and a few tables attached to the front wall with the windows. They’re all two-seaters.
Oh! And it’s cash only. See the lady in the white shirt on the right? She didn’t realize that. They were super nice and told her just to go get some cash and come back when she can. I’m not shaming her. We can’t even see her face, so she shall remain the anonymous lady with plastic and no cash.
You grab a menu from the wall on your way in. Or after you sit down. When you realize that’s the deal. Yeah. That was us. But we had cash. 🙂
They have these crazy hilarious bumper sticker type signs all over the place.
You get the idea. It’s a very interactive place. When someone knocked her (not me!) coffee cup off the counter, everyone in the place shamed them with boos and such. When she picked up the pieces and handed them to one of the three guys that man the place, he said, “Are you kidding me?” It was awesome.
Because they’re sign indicated that holidays are optional, we felt it prudent to call ahead on Labor Day to see if the opted to be open. He said something along the lines of “Of course we open! Come on baby, come on! We waiting for you!” We went.
While we were there another call came in. He said, “Yes, of course we open. Our boss is an asshole.”
You can see why we love this place and went back.
We went back again for a burger lunch on our way home.