Thursday, June 6, 2013
at 4:37 PM
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
I am visually addicted to the buildings downtown. Although I am a control freak of a driver and prefer to be behind the wheel, I enjoy being a passenger when winding around the battery or aimlessly driving South of Broad.
Each visit makes me long to know what the insides of the historic buildings and homes look like. I can imagine they would have a museum odor to them.. oiled wood and floral notes of dried and fresh flowers.
|Wrought Iron is an art form in Charleston|
Charleston is a foodie town, so many dishes taunt me. My husband, also a transplant can make shrimp and grits that will make you weep. Charleston dared me try Bourbon Bread Pudding at the Glass Onion on our first date. It was our first time meeting after many weeks of long evening phone calls. It was my first time trying soul food. I fell in love that night twice. With bread pudding and the man I married 3 years later to the day.
My list of restaurants and dishes to try is very long. I am still getting the gumption up to try oysters. I adore seafood, but may not be able to get past this one. With oyster roasts, crab/shrimp boils, and festivals year round there is plenty to try out. I love the access to local produce and the close ties of the local farms and restaurants that boast local produce, fish and meat.
I feel proud that I have chosen this city to put our roots down in.
at 1:03 PM