There aren’t many tables in Desposito’s, but you can just about guarantee that each of them will sport a steaming platter of crabs, crab legs, or shrimp.
Gary Clark
At sunset, this wood-and-brick building begins glowing like a psychedelic jack-o’-lantern. Aged but buzzing neon beer signs beckon those in search of fresh seafood in the coastal community of Thunderbolt.
Owner David Boone says Desposito’s is held together with spit and baling wire. “And hopes and prayers,” he adds. He should know. He’s been here since he was a kid, when his stepfather, Carlo Desposito, first took over this institution in 1965. And David was there when his mother, Walton, passed him the reins and the recipe to the secret house sauce about 25 years ago.
People would holler at the incoming platters of steamed blue crabs or boiled shrimp (mostly hauled in from the Georgia coast) if they weren’t reading the sheets of the Savannah Morning News that double as tablecloths. “The publisher eats here,” says David. “He likes to see his paper on the table.”
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