So with working all week, we only get a chance to really site see or check new places out over the weekends. Heading out to downtown Charleston, we parked in a garage located at King and Queen Streets and began our walk. There is so much great history in this town. But we must get food first! no breakfast and it is already past noon. We decided on Craftsman Tap House for lunch. The food offering are variations on a theme and more limited. I like restaurants that use this approach. Do a smaller better menu. They had an extensive draft beer selection. Undecided, flights were in order. Mark picked the ales while I (as always) chose the stouts/porters. Lunch was excellent. Fish and chips for Mark. I had this thing called a Lammy Melt. I usually don’t do burgers but this was 40% lamb, 40% beef, 20% house made bacon on rye toast with pickled onion, gruyere, and a sauce. Goodness…I loved it…but it wouldn’t love me later.
We finished and continued our walk down towards the battery. There is a beautiful park named White Point Garden. The garden didn’t exist when Charleston was first settled. It was beyond the wall and still part of the ocean. You can see fort Sumter from here.
As we rounded the corner we caught site of the USS Yorktown across the bay. That brought back a lot of memories for Mark. He and our son Daniel spent a couple of trips down to spend the night on board with the boy scouts. Many moons ago. Where does the time go?
Someone was having an estate sale at one of the large mansions on South Battery Street so we decided to stop in. Beautiful old house. While standing on the veranda, we got to play pretend for a moment. 🙂 Not really much room for antiques in the RV so we headed on. It was time for a beverage so we stopped at the Blind Tiger.
The term “Blind Tiger” was coined in the late 1800’s to describe the illicit drinking and gambling establishments opening their doors as temperance legislation swept across the country. The first “Blind Tigers” in South Carolina sprung up in the Holy City in 1893 as a defiant rebuttal to the “Dispensary” laws mandated by the infamous Governor Ben “Pitchfork” Tillman.
Local lore suggests Broad Street was home to many houses of “ill repute” throughout the years. In 1992, ninety-nine years after the first “Blind Tigers” appeared, the “Blind Tiger Pub” opened in its current location, paying homage to a historic tradition.
There was a comfy outdoor seating area in the back garden. Yeah that was all well fine and good. We were the oldest people there. Lots of mommy and daddy’s college money sitting around drinking. So we didn’t stay long. The pub itself was awesome though.
My sister Kerin mentioned the Vendue Inn. It has a rooftop bar so lets go try that instead. The hotel itself was not my cup of tea. Taking a historical building and making it “fabulously modern” is an affront to my senses. However, we were there for the view. (an a beverage). So up the elevator we go.
We were lucky and scored the last bistro table available. Our waitress was very nice but the view was nicer. You can see the whole city from up here. Mark started counting 1,2,3….I asked him “what are you doing”. Counting steeples visible from here. I get to be the trivia person for once (since this is my city)…. I replied: “Do you know what they call Charleston?, The holy city. Because it has the most concentration of churches (I believe 80) in the smallest area.” of course he had to be a smart ass and say: “Oh, I thought it was Chuck Town” Here was our view. You can see Arthur Ravenel Jr. Bridge over the Cooper River. oh….and steeples
After relaxing in the sun with a wonderful breeze we made our way back to the street. Winding our way over to City Market to browse and people watch a bit. All the horse tours leave from this area. The competing companies are on a lottery system. There are three different tours. You never know which one you are going to get. You are at the mercy of the city official in the booth. This ensures that there are not too many carriages in the same part of town at one time.
More walking and taking in the beauty of this city. We went by Calhoun Mansion. We had taken a tour of it on our last visit. I highly recommend it. Just think Hoarders with LOTS of money. Broad Street is the “divider” street. The people south of Broad were called SOB’s and those north were SNOB’s (slightly north of Broad) ….ah…Southern snarky charm. I come by it honestly.
Well you can’t leave until you have had dessert so Carmella’s Dessert Bar here we come.
I’m not much of a dessert person so Mark had to finish mine 🙂