Beware: if you are hungry and food is not in the immediate vicinity, this post may prove to be dangerous.
Charleston, SC is known for many things, one of them being delicious food. During my two year stint in this mini paradise I didn't really experience this side of Charleston. You know... the whole broke thing. So when Rion and I went back, I went a little crazy.
One of my friends works at a bakery called Wild Flour. So in a complete self-sacrificial act we went there and visited her. And guys, it would have been rude if we didn't by anything so....
These little guys are the equivalent of pop-able Heaven.
A savory scone and quiche that lasted about .3 seconds. Fo real.
After we engorged ourselves (only because we had to) we went and played with the pups at the most awesome dog park in all the land. It's so awesome it deserves its own post. So look forward to that, I know, exciting right?
Then we ate dinner at Fuel. It's a Caribbean-style restaurant in a refurbished gas station. I feel like a hipster saying that. Is that hipstery? Anyway. Fresh seafood. That is something that simply does not exist in the hollers of North Georgia. Captain D's is not fresh...gross.
I mean really... just look at the goodness that overfloweth on our plates.