It’s funny: even if we take a few days off from the blog, Jamey and I still spend so many conversations planning future posts. “Oh, take a picture! That’d be a good blog post!” and “Should we make this? We could blog about it…would probably be popular with the readers,” etc. are two of many topics we throw around. We truly are devoted to all of you, dear readers.
I did start a new job at the end of last week, which explains where I’ve been. And can you believe it? Jamey is finally back in town!
To start the weekend off right, Jamey and I went to our favorite nearby Greek restaurant and ordered this:
The Super Steve/Sam whoever Special. So glad we have leftovers right about now.
Jamey suggested I take a picture before we dig in, but $18.99 for this whole stinkin’ thing? You better believe we split that delicious puppy with two side salads and an extra helping of Greek potatoes. The shrimp are my favorite part, so Jamey in all his thoughtfulness began to brainstorm how we can recreate the shrimp Jamey&Claire-style. (We’re thinking this seasoning might do the trick, which is what we use to give our Greek burgers an awesome kick. Now to figure out how they sauté those shrimp to get them just right…) Continue reading
Well, I do have a problem with all our experimental cooking: leftovers, or lack thereof.
Our corned beef and cabbage leftovers from Saturday night.
Last night didn’t turn out exactly as planned. If you haven’t yet followed our Twitter feed (get on that!), but Jamey’s flight was cancelled yesterday morning, which invariably led to my cancelling of his dinner reservation. Luckily, my friend Anne was still onboard, and the evening turned into a wonderful girls’ night out at Old Village Post House in Mt. Pleasant.
Look at these jerks who get to have homes right on the water.
The Old Village is tucked away in the off-beaten paths of Charleston, where every home has a front porch as wide as the house and trees draped with Spanish moss. The homes in this neck of the woods epitomize Lowcountry living, settled into the marsh and most glorious at the time of the evening sunset. (I used to live in the Old Village, and wandering over there last night made me want to live there again.)
Dinner was a lovely progression of food and beer tastings, paired with brews from Lefthand Brewing. While the food was good, what really overpowered each course were the beers themselves.
I’ve never paired multiple courses with beer before, and I’m not sure this one exactly turned me into a beer pairing convert. I still am astounded by the incredible wine and food pairings we had at Tristan…those flavors truly were exceptional. Therefore, the bar was already set extremely high when I sat down for my meal last night. It’s hard to compete when the last paired wine five-course meal you had blew anything else out of the water. Continue reading
Before this post can even begin, the big question is: does anyone know of a good photo collage-making website? Because seriously, this has plagued me all day and I can’t seem to find the website that once changed my life with this ability. (Suggestions, please. I am really, really really really in need of finding the answer to this question. Back to the original post.)
How was everyone’s weekend? Ours was eventful and relaxing, which always is the perfect combination. It also put in to motion several blog posts for this week that I think you will find quite entertaining, if you find us so. (And I assume you do – otherwise, why are you here?)
Friday, we scooted up to Pawleys Island for an overnight trip with Jamey’s parents and their friends from Williamsburg. It was great to hear more stories about little Jamey, reminisce of Georgia, and have a delicious meal with a great group of people. (I am craving some of those clams and sauce right now…this flashback to winter weather is draining.)
- Crazy-eyed group pic at Frank’s
We also took the gear to make garden sours for the group, which didn’t turn out as well as they usually do. Continue reading
Something awesome happened to me last night: I happened to be playing around on Twitter, saw a freebie contest via Charlie Magazine, and Tweeted my answer. Lo and behold I won! Not just anything, either: Jamey and I will be attending the first Dining with Whiting dinner series at Tristan.
I mean, really. Could they have picked a better winner?
We probably won't be eating this, but doesn't it look delicious?
Jamey will return tomorrow with a review of our Tristan meal. Get excited, since you know we will be documenting this like we do – and Tweeting, and probably Facebooking. So why not just follow us all over the Internet?
Thanks, @readCHARLIE and @TristanDining! Can’t wait for tonight.
Oftentimes, I find it difficult to round-up a weekend when there’s so much to say of what went down. But this weekend is in need of a recap, since it’s one of those that stands out in a year of already so much excellence.
Friday evening Mom got in, and we hung around the house before making our way over to Husk. Now, my excitement for Husk has been palpable through several posts now. When we arrived at the bar for drinks before dinner, I was positively giddy. There, we found ourselves seated in the rafters of an old but new building – one decorated to tease the eye, transporting the diner to the rusted ambiance of a southern farm.
It’s a shame that the meal itself was not exactly the meal of my Husk dreams. Perhaps it didn’t help that my expectations were beyond high, but then again I was expecting to be blown away from start to finish. Continue reading