Meditation: On Charleston

Meditation: On Charleston

Maxwell Ryan
May 14, 2006

Erica and I are in Charleston, SC for the weekend, indulging in Southern hospitality and celebrating the opening of the Penumbra show at the Halsey Gallery, in which we both have work.

We're staying in an amazing eighteenth-century house in historic downtown Charleston, and when I return home to my laptop Sunday afternoon, I'll share some photos of city living, Colonial style, but for now let me just provoke your jealousy by giving a rundown of the meals we've had here so far:

  • shrimp and homemade sausage over yellow stone-ground grits at Slightly North of Broad
  • fried pork chop with mashed potatoes and butterbeans at Boulevard Diner
  • roast suckling pig, rapini, roasted beets, lamb shoulder, potato and goat cheese gratin, and fennel-blood orange salad at FIG
  • fried green tomato BLT, fried cheese grits, hoppin john, cornbread, squash casserole, mac n cheese and lots of sweet tea at Hominy Grill
  • biscuits and sausage gravy, naturally

I may never come home, and I'll never understand, given the bounty here, how these Charleston women remain so unaccountably thin...

Photo credit: hanneorla

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