By b. titcomb | September 24, 2009 at 10:32 am | No comments
When I moved here, I stayed with my Aunt Lucinda who has a spot in La Grange Park. On Sunday afternoons, after 6 hours of sweaty Baptist church service, we'd hop on the 20 north bound, up in the Cut, with a propensity for consumption (Aunt Lucinda puts food DOWN, yall) headed...
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16 Jan 2012
With Big Jones stepping up its game, and Garden & Gun arriving any day in the mailbox, it seems like Low Country's the new something this year. And we're one hundred percent fine with that. Boils, shrimp and grits, baked oysters, black-eyed peas? Yup. It's enough to make us forget that South Carolina has also given us Strom Thurmond, Myrtle Beach, and modern day racism.
We're getting this thing started tonight at Revolution Brewing's Lowcountry Beer Dinner and Shrimp Boil. (Looks like tix are still available.) The menu for this thing looks silly, especially the boil itself: head-on shrimp, house-made andoullie sausage, red skin potatoes, corn, and house-made hot sauce. We expect to get more head tonight than Wilt Chamberlain at Senor Frogs.
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5 Jan 2012
Vincent's Koffeeshop is back, this time with a slightly smaller menu, but with some new shee. Walking chili, deep-fried oreos, poutine? Yup. We'll be all over that.
We showed up last month and found a low-lit, nag champa-smelling joint playing real, actual, not-bullshit, good-ass hip hop. And we drank grape drank with a glow stick. Not to mention filled up on salami and mayonnaise sandwiches on Wonderbread. (Bring that back, Chrissy Camba!) We expect more of the same this Sunday at 9:30. Read more →
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