By d | March 25, 2010 at 11:21 am | 4 comments
Gilt Bar is real talk, peoples. Realer than a 3rd mortgage. Realer than a drunk krew of community organizers. Realer than ole boy who hacked into Baracks and B. Spears Twitter accounts. Realer than the HIV+, son. Have you all seen this menu? How are we not fucking...
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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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