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walkitoutI got up to get breakfast and ran into my sister and nieces. I got a bagel, peanut butter and jelly and tried a constant comment tea and realized why I don’t like it. It’s basically earl grey light. Ugh. Never again, walkitout. Never again. If you are looking at a Bigelow rack, get the blue “English Teatime” instead. They went to the Fort Sumter Visitor Center in Liberty Square, and also the aquarium. I made a waffle and brought it up to A., along with orange juice, because apparently apple juice is not a thing in the South.
After breakfast, I did very little other than Duo and planning the next few days’ activities, since I got my sister’s list from her. We all went to Edmund’s Oast for 2 pm hot bar brunch. There was a DJ. It was too loud. A. was not doing well. My sister went and had a chat with someone and that someone got the DJ to calm it down and then proceeded to thank my sister. YAY! The Westbrook brown was good, but the old ale that R. got was even better. A. got to try (and enjoyed) Prime Rib, along with a massive amount of other food. The goulash was vegan and had red beans that were so cooked they were blown out and they were the best red beans I have ever had, which means I really need to stop listening to what R. has to say about cooking beans and find out how to actually cook them for real. The usual suspects were there — bacon, sausage, crispy potatoes (fantastic), scrambled eggs, collards, grits, pancakes, banana cake, cinnamon rolls, two kinds of fried chicken including Nashville Hot which I now really want to learn how to make and I’m sure a bunch of things I’ve completely forgotten. Other than the too-loud DJ, and green tea served when I asked for tea, 10/10 would recommend and would happily go back. They could sure redo the upholstery in their booths — the supportive cushion has completely surrendered. My niece who did not get the hot bar got curly fries in a truly massive portion and banana pudding. The banana pudding looked adorable and was apparently awesome.
After brunch, we drove over the bridge to Mt. Pleasant which may have been an error during a Tornado Watch. Very, very gusty, and an accident going the other way. Yikes. Anyway, we went to Whole Foods, and the app actually behaved for me this time so I was able to pay using the QR code and Amazon Pay or whatever, which maximizes discounts / points as near as I can tell. I got a box of salad greens, vegan cesar dressing, some carrot and celery sticks, peanut butter, marmalade, raisin challah, a bunch of baked goodies some for me, some for A., apple juice, fruit. This should take care of us for whatever food we need for the rest of the day, and may cover breakfasts and snacks for the rest of the trip. There’s a good breakfast downstairs, but the PB is jif, and it’s plain bagels for me. A. can do better, but rarely is ready to go downstairs so I have to go get hers and bring it back up. In some ways, it’s easiest for me to just go down there, get her stuff, bring it back and eat something myself out of our fridge, toaster, etc. Also, I brought Teapigs, and they don’t have apple juice downstairs anyway.
While my sister brought or otherwise acquired booze, B. did not, so R., B. and I walked over to Prohibition after stopping at B.’s van to retrieve a jacket for him, as it was still raining. We sat at the bar. They have so many delightful bottles. I had an old fashioned with rooibos in it as this is the second time we’ve seen that drink on a menu. I had a barrel aged manhattan that included grand marnier and a lot of peychauds. And then I had a Snafu cherry sour. I was suspicious of how sweet it was, and when I realized they’d put milk sugar in, I got out a lactaid pill, which I normally never have to do. We staggered back to the hotel after. The menu at Prohibition is interesting, but really does not work for our group, so going there just for drinks was 100% the right call.
After breakfast, I did very little other than Duo and planning the next few days’ activities, since I got my sister’s list from her. We all went to Edmund’s Oast for 2 pm hot bar brunch. There was a DJ. It was too loud. A. was not doing well. My sister went and had a chat with someone and that someone got the DJ to calm it down and then proceeded to thank my sister. YAY! The Westbrook brown was good, but the old ale that R. got was even better. A. got to try (and enjoyed) Prime Rib, along with a massive amount of other food. The goulash was vegan and had red beans that were so cooked they were blown out and they were the best red beans I have ever had, which means I really need to stop listening to what R. has to say about cooking beans and find out how to actually cook them for real. The usual suspects were there — bacon, sausage, crispy potatoes (fantastic), scrambled eggs, collards, grits, pancakes, banana cake, cinnamon rolls, two kinds of fried chicken including Nashville Hot which I now really want to learn how to make and I’m sure a bunch of things I’ve completely forgotten. Other than the too-loud DJ, and green tea served when I asked for tea, 10/10 would recommend and would happily go back. They could sure redo the upholstery in their booths — the supportive cushion has completely surrendered. My niece who did not get the hot bar got curly fries in a truly massive portion and banana pudding. The banana pudding looked adorable and was apparently awesome.
After brunch, we drove over the bridge to Mt. Pleasant which may have been an error during a Tornado Watch. Very, very gusty, and an accident going the other way. Yikes. Anyway, we went to Whole Foods, and the app actually behaved for me this time so I was able to pay using the QR code and Amazon Pay or whatever, which maximizes discounts / points as near as I can tell. I got a box of salad greens, vegan cesar dressing, some carrot and celery sticks, peanut butter, marmalade, raisin challah, a bunch of baked goodies some for me, some for A., apple juice, fruit. This should take care of us for whatever food we need for the rest of the day, and may cover breakfasts and snacks for the rest of the trip. There’s a good breakfast downstairs, but the PB is jif, and it’s plain bagels for me. A. can do better, but rarely is ready to go downstairs so I have to go get hers and bring it back up. In some ways, it’s easiest for me to just go down there, get her stuff, bring it back and eat something myself out of our fridge, toaster, etc. Also, I brought Teapigs, and they don’t have apple juice downstairs anyway.
While my sister brought or otherwise acquired booze, B. did not, so R., B. and I walked over to Prohibition after stopping at B.’s van to retrieve a jacket for him, as it was still raining. We sat at the bar. They have so many delightful bottles. I had an old fashioned with rooibos in it as this is the second time we’ve seen that drink on a menu. I had a barrel aged manhattan that included grand marnier and a lot of peychauds. And then I had a Snafu cherry sour. I was suspicious of how sweet it was, and when I realized they’d put milk sugar in, I got out a lactaid pill, which I normally never have to do. We staggered back to the hotel after. The menu at Prohibition is interesting, but really does not work for our group, so going there just for drinks was 100% the right call.