Yesterday was Easter. Great day. The weather was perfect in Chuck-town, and I got my once-a-year chance to wear the seersucker (although I have been invited to a Kentucky Derby party being thrown by a Kentucky native. Maybe we'll see some seersucker again there...). I had dinner at an amazing place called Slighty North of Broad, known by the acronym SNOB to the locals. One of my favorite places of all time, and easily the best charcuterie in town. Head cheese rules.
I do have to bemoan the general state of dress that I saw yesterday. Come on, people. It's Sunday, it's Easter, and you're in the South. You need to be dressed well. For the guys, that means you need to be wearing seersucker, a bow-tie, and the white nubuck shoes, not some ratty-ass flip-flops. For the girls, that means you need to be in a white or pastel colored dress with some cute strappy heels, again, not f---ing flip flops. I only saw one other guy wearing seersucker, he was the doorman at another downtown restaurant I went to for my after-dinner bourbon. I saw several women wearing black. Who wears black on Easter? Why don't more women like to wear dresses and skirts anymore? I should also mention that I HATE, HATE, HATE seeing people downtown, at night, in restaurants, dining, wearing flip-flops. Flip-flops are not evening wear, and they are not appropriate for most restaurant situations. I f---ing HATE them. They are the absolute epitome of laziness. "Oh my gosh, I just put on my shirt and some pants. I'm exhausted. Now you expect me to put on SHOES too, after all that?" Yes I do. I dress myself in the morning, and you have to as well. Be a Good Egg. If you're wearing flip flops anywhere other than the beach, you're a lazy ass. Sorry this has turned into such a rant. End of sermon.
The state of the restaurant scene continues to be fantastic here in Charleston. We really do have it all. I had lunch during the weekend at a roadside fish shack called Fishnet Seafood, where all they do is deep-fried items in styrofoam takeout boxes with plastic forks. They have a specialty there called "Jesus Crabs", which are like deviled crabs, but the business is owned by a Christian family, and they don't like the word devil. They're good. You can go from a place like that, out in the sticks, to any number of high-end fine-dining places offering what I like to call New Southern cuisine, and you can do it all in one day. I've mentioned SNOB already, and there are plenty more. HUSK is next on my list to try. That place is getting all the buzz right now, and several of my foodie friends that have tried it are raving. I'm sure it's good, I'll have a report soon.
Enjoy your week, and take my advice. Have a go at getting dressed up to go out every now and again. It'll make ya feel better. See y'all...
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