As part of the Lowcountry Local’s “Eat Local Challenge” I am drinking my way through Charleston’s local inebriating options. Here is my report from The Cooper River Bridge Run Weekend.
Ahh, the Super Bowl. America’s favorite buffalo-wing-related-holiday. A chance to officially break those resolutions you’ve been desperately trying to cling to for the past few weeks. Well, let me tell ya: it ain’t no thang but a chicken wang.
Bartenders have an unspoken oath: Don't talk poorly of bars where you don't work. It's unbecoming. Well luckily I've always thought that was a dumb rule. Corporate bars are garbage. Spending a half million dollars to create a "dive" bar is a joke. There are maybe 10 bars I like in Charleston. And I frequent less than that. One of those bars that I do frequent is The Recovery Room.
