Well, dear friends, I admit I’ve been a failure as a travel blogger this time around. Condé Nast will not be sending me a check, that is clear. Not that they ever do, but you get my drift.
Truth is, we’ve not done much since I last posted from Auburn, Alabama. After leaving Auburn, we drove to Charleston, South Carolina (neither of us had ever been anywhere in South Carolina) and that’s where we currently are as I write. Charleston is an old, charming Southern city (founded in 1670), lots of character and very narrow streets (some cobblestone) in the historic downtown area.
The Man has only today felt significantly better, so that’s a blessing, and thank you for your prayers. We went out exploring on our own, as we generally do, but plan to take a horse-carriage tour tomorrow, as it seems to be the thing to do.
Here are some highlights from today, if you’re interested:
Twin sister reminded me of a popular restaurant here called Husk, whose executive chef, Sean Brock, has won a James Beard Award and competed on Food Network. Husk has been cited in many food magazines and I wanted to see what the hoopla was all about. In short, Husk is a celebration of Southern ingredients, with a modern twist.
We preferred dinner reservations, but, hello, those are not available until June, if that tells you anything about the popularity of Husk, so we made reservations for lunch today. (Pardon the hair ... the wind was blowing every which way.)
We arrived a few minutes early and enjoyed sitting on the shady porch. Once seated, service was quick and efficient, and the food was divine!
Here’s what we had, text taken directly from the menu:
I had the "South Carolina Shrimp and Geechie Boy Grits with Smoked Tomato, Peppers and Onions, Sweet Peas, Smoky Sausage, 63° Egg." (I couldn't resist taking a photo, as you can see. Yum-O!)
I didn't take a photo of The Man's man plate, but, in addition to an arugula salad, he had the "North Carolina Cornmeal Dusted Catfish with Fried Cabbage, Smoky Beans and Appalachian Tomato Gravy."
To read more about this restaurant, visit their website here.
After lunch, we boarded a boat named Carolina Queen (with a real paddlewheel) and took a 90-minute tour of the Charleston Harbor. Very relaxing way to spend the afternoon.
Tomorrow, Lord willing, we will spend our final day in Charleston. Our original plan was to go to Myrtle Beach from here, but after spending some time on the Internet, reading pros and cons, the cons have won. Nothing against Myrtle Beach, or its inhabitants, but if I’m going to the beach I may as well go to ones that I know and love and have experienced many times. I’m a bit of a stickler when it comes to my beaches.
So … from here, we will probably head toward Atlanta, where we will get our first glimpse at the Atlanta Braves’ Turner Field. As was planned since The Man’s retirement in 2008, the MLB parks are being checked off the list, one by one. I think we’re only about five shy of seeing them all!
I’m happy for him and am glad I enjoy baseball. Of course, even if I didn’t, just being with him, seeing him realize a lifelong dream, has been a joy and a blessing.
Our plans after Atlanta are still sketchy, but the girl is getting homesick (believe it or not), so we may well start the homeward stretch. Time will tell.
Until next time, thanks for keeping me company, as always.