We got a hotel room (in my opinion, they're missing an enormous marketing opportunity by failing to advertise their hideous choices in lobby furniture) and rented a car. On Sunday morning, we found our way to the Charleston City Market - admittedly a tourist trap, but a very charming one. We browsed the market vendors, picked up a few Christmas presents, then decided the best way to see this historic section of the city would be from one of the many horse-drawn carriages.
Our last stop was the Circular Congregational Church, directly across the street from the lot where we parked:
We managed a brief stroll through the church's graveyard before the gates were locked at 6 pm. Even that quick, unorganized jaunt resulted in sighting several 250 year old headstones.
Breakfast the next morning was at the Hominy Grill, a newish venue that is damn near as famous as the White House. We ordered two of the breakfast entrees that made them famous - Shrimp & Grits and the Charleston Nasty. Both were so good, I didn't stop snarfing long enough to snap a pic. I did catch a shot of the simple-yet-adorable table arrangements:
We finished with an order of the Chocolate Pudding - designated as The Best Thing I Ever Ate by Alton Brown:
And I concur. With every fiber in my being. Best. Ever.
I not only bought a cookbook (sorry, no chance in HELL it's going to be a xmas giveaway; I'm keeping it for myself), but I fell in love with the strong flavor of their unsweetened tea and persuaded the head waitress to sell me a pound and a half of bulk tea leaves. FTW!
Charleston is a very charming city. I'd love to go back someday and spend more time and money.
But just how much time and money will be determined by the number of references I encounter referring to Yankees and Northern Aggressors.
It was over 150 years ago. Get over it already.