Saturday, April 22 - Eating Our Way Around Charleston

Saturday, April 22 - Eating Our Way Around Charleston

Charles had told us that he and Stephanie love to eat in special paces when they travel, so no Waffle House for us this day!  We put all four bikes in the truck and headed for town.  Hominy Grill is their favorite brunch place, so we started there.  I loved the sign on the side of their building, "Grits Are Good for You." 

LOTS of people were waiting, there was a long line just to order drinks.

Charles even  had time to drop Stephanie's bike off to get a new tube before the Bloody Mary's arrived.  We sat on a wall surrounded by flowers and waited our turn. 

Everything was excellent, I ate every grain of my shrimp and grits! 

Touring an old house was on our agenda, and we picked the oldest one that was open to the public, the Nathaniel Russell House, built in 1808.  It is recognized as one of America's most important Neoclassical houses (Wikipedia).  Danny photo bombed my picture.

The "public room" where business was conducted had beautiful doors that separated this area from the family residence.

The accents on the trim around the ceiling in two of the rooms is 22 karat gold.   That's an expensive border! 

The gardens were pretty, of course I loved the trees.  I took this picture of Charles and Stephanie from the entrance gate looking through to the side yard. 

This house was across Meeting Street from the Nathaniel Russell House.  I just love white houses! 

Next stop was the rooftop bar, I can't remember the name.  We parked the bikes and went upstairs for a cool drink and wonderful views of the waterfront and the sailboat races. 

We made a quick stop at the market downtown for me to buy some Jimmy Red Grits.  I hope they are as good as their purchase price indicates.

Leon's Oyster Shop had been on Stephanie's list, so we stopped there for an appetizer/early dinner.  The oysters were delicious.  (Indian Pass, FL, is still our favorite for oysters, though.  Thank you, Lynn.

The one place Charles had wanted to visit was Westbrook Brewery in Mt. Pleasant.  We made it there 15 minutes before closing.  The beer was great, and the young lady at the tasting bar was terrific.  Charles took quite a few cans and bottles home! 

Back at the boat, Charles ate the last of the pimiento cheese that our friend, Henry Wall, had made and brought us.  It's a good thing I love that boy.