Someone hand me a microphone and start playing some Abba hits because I’m doing a solo performance again today.
All of my favorites today are about the quick, little trip Mark and I took to Charleston this week. We handed the girls off to Pippy and Grandaddy, and they did things like this.
Then we ran away to Chucktown for about 48 hours. If you’ve never been there, I highly recommend it. The buildings and homes are beautiful, the people are friendly, there is lots to see, and every restaurant has pimento cheese on their menu in at least two different forms.
We stayed downtown at The Renaissance, and we didn’t use our car once because we were able to walk everywhere. This was perfect because we walked off the aforementioned pimento cheese and didn’t have to resort to putting gasoline in plastic bags. Win win.
We went to Rainbow Row, Waterfront Park, and the city market. We also saw so many pretty homes and had fun guessing how much they cost.
Here come food pictures…
We had dinner at Coast when we first got there. We started off with fried brussel sprouts (Thanks, Jesus) and a crab and horseradish dip.
Then we had dinner and if that wasn’t enough, we went to Kaminsky’s Dessert Cafe and got a flourless chocolate cake. Hubba hubba.
A vegetable frittata that made all my frittata dreams come true started off our day the next day at Millers All Day.
For dinner that night we went Poogan’s Porch, which to me is quintessial Charleston. The restaurant is a house built in the 1800’s, and the food is the best kind of southern. I had salmon with a collared green pesto which is about as southern as Julia Sugarbaker.
I don’t know who Callie is, but she makes the best hot, little biscuits. They even had a gluten free option for annoying people like me. See that stuff on top? Cinnamon butter. Someone please bury me in that.
If you’ve never watched “Southern Charm” on Bravo, you should, but only watch the Charleston one. The others aren’t nearly as good. If you’re a fan like me, then you’ll recognize this house that I made Mark walk in the rain to go see. We tried to creep as much as we could. I just really wanted Patricia to invite me in to make her 5:00 martini since her butler is in the hospital right now. Yes, I know that much about their lives. I don’t know how to make a martini, but I could learn. No, Patricia does not get around in that blue van. Her Rolls Royce and Mercedes were parked behind the gate. I was able to creep and see that much.
Know how I know life isn’t fair? Craig’s pillow shop is opening this weekend-just two days after we left to go home. If you don’t watch the show, then I’m basically speaking Japanese to you, but this is a very big deal, people!
Lots of walking, lots of history, lots of pretty homes, and lots of calories that I need to remove from my body, but it was a great little getaway.
Head to Charleston this summer. Your pants won’t be happy, but you will.