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When you think of the Fourth of July, chances are a few things come to mind: the smell of barbecue on the grill, a pitcher of sweet tea, fresh corn on the cob, and a big slice of cold watermelon. For many families across the South, watermelon has become as much a part of summer celebrations as fireworks and family cookouts. But behind this refreshing fruit is a history that is deeply connected to African agriculture, Black entrepreneurship, and resilience. Watermelon didn't originate in America. It traces its roots to Africa, where it was cultivated thousands of years ago. Enslaved Africans brought with them generations of agricultural knowledge, including experience growing crops that could thrive in hot climates. As they worked the fields throughout the South, they continued to cultivate fruits and vegetables that reminded them of home, including watermelon, okra, rice, peas, and other staples that would become part of Southern cuisine. Following emancipation, watermelon took on an even greater significance. Many newly freed Black families grew and sold watermelon as a way to earn income, purchase land, and build independent businesses. Roadside stands, neighborhood markets, and family farms became symbols of economic freedom and self-sufficiency. Unfortunately, that success was met with resistance. During the late 1800s and early 1900s, racist cartoons, advertisements, and postcards began using watermelon as a way to mock African Americans. A fruit that had represented opportunity and independence was twisted into a harmful stereotype designed to diminish the achievements of newly freed Black Americans. Despite those efforts, watermelon never lost its place on the table. Today, it remains a staple at family reunions, church picnics, fish frys, Juneteenth celebrations, and Fourth of July cookouts throughout the South. In the Lowcountry, it's often one of the last things served before everyone settles in to watch the fireworks—a sweet ending to a day spent with family and friends. Here in Charleston, food has always told the story of the people who prepared it. Just like Carolina Gold rice, okra, collard greens, and red rice, watermelon reflects the lasting influence of Gullah Geechee culture and the agricultural knowledge passed down through generations. It reminds us that many of the foods we enjoy today are rooted in traditions that crossed the Atlantic and flourished here in the Lowcountry. So, as you gather around the table this Fourth of July, don't think of watermelon as just another side dish. Think of the generations of farmers, families, and communities who helped shape its story. Every slice carries a little piece of history—and every shared meal is another opportunity to honor it. From all of us at Carolima's, we wish you a safe, joyful, and delicious Fourth of July. May your grill stay hot, your tea stay cold, and your watermelon always be sweet.

For nearly two centuries, long before refrigerated trucks and commercial seafood distributors, Charleston depended on a remarkable group of fishermen known as the Mosquito Fleet. These men supplied much of the fresh fish, shrimp, crabs, and oysters that found their way onto Lowcountry tables and helped shape Charleston's seafood culture. The Mosquito Fleet was made up primarily of African American and Gullah Geechee fishermen who worked the waters surrounding Charleston Harbor. Before emancipation, many of these fishermen were enslaved men who used handmade boats, homemade sails, hand-tied nets, and their extensive knowledge of the tides and waterways to harvest seafood. Some traveled as far as twenty miles offshore without navigational equipment. The fleet's unusual name comes from a local legend. It is said that the daughter of General Charles Cotesworth Pinckney looked out across the harbor and saw dozens of small sailboats returning from the sea. From a distance, their sails appeared like a swarm of mosquitoes buzzing across the horizon, and the name "Mosquito Fleet" stuck. After the Civil War, many formerly enslaved fishermen continued their trade as free men. Fishing became one of the few paths to economic independence available to Black Charlestonians. Fathers taught sons how to read the tides, mend nets, harvest oysters, and navigate the coastal waters. Their catches supplied local markets, restaurants, street vendors, and families throughout Charleston. The fleet became a familiar sight along the Charleston waterfront. Each day, residents gathered to watch the boats return and purchase fresh seafood directly from the fishermen. The shrimp for shrimp and grits, the oysters for oyster roasts, and the fish that appeared on dinner tables across the city often came from these hardworking watermen. As the twentieth century progressed, however, the industry began to change. Larger commercial fishing operations, motorized vessels, refrigeration, waterfront development, and changing economic opportunities reduced the need for the small wooden boats that had once dominated the harbor. By the 1970s, only a handful of Mosquito Fleet fishermen remained. Hurricane Hugo dealt another devastating blow in 1989 when it destroyed the historic dock used by the fleet. Today, the Mosquito Fleet no longer sails into Charleston Harbor each morning. The boats are gone, and many of the fishermen's stories have faded with time. Yet their legacy lives on through the Gullah Geechee communities that continue to preserve the traditions of the Lowcountry and through the seafood dishes that remain at the heart of Charleston's culinary identity. Every time we enjoy a bowl of shrimp and grits, a seafood boil, fried fish, or an oyster roast, we are experiencing a tradition that was shaped in part by the men of the Mosquito Fleet. Their knowledge of the water, their perseverance, and their contributions to Charleston's food culture deserve to be remembered. The next time you enjoy fresh local seafood, take a moment to think about the generations of Gullah Geechee fishermen who helped feed a city—one small boat at a time.