Saturday, May 23, 2015

A very full birthDAY celebration.



You start a full day of birthday celebration with a hearty meal.

Hyman's was an easy choice because they are wise enough to send a birthday greeting - along with a free meal coupon.

Owner Eli Hyman told me years ago that he targets locals.

Oh, the tourists have found the place, hence the crowds out front, but residents go there as well and take their visiting friends.

Many places sell crabcakes but those at Hyman's draw me back, again and again. And the shrimp and grits is done perfectly.

Coffee, boiled peanuts and hush puppies make a fine Southern appetizer.

Denny's also offers a free birthday meal but a Grand Slam would have meant an earlier start of the day.

So after a fine meal, and a little walkabout, we went to the Dock Street Theatre to watch the final dress rehearsal of a "new" opera that Spoleto unveils tonight.

New because although it was written 350 years ago, it was performed only twice. Yikes.

This is the third time for the 1652 opera and before a highly different audience than the first time.

One thing was the same - you had to understand Italian.

There was no English translation so we had to guess what was going on.

This scene featured one of the comical characters who was showing his appreciation of the Amazonian soldiers.

Or, it could have been something entirely different.

Oh, the birthday boy had obtained free tickets for the preview show. I have no idea where??

Seated in a balcony box, we could hear thunder booming that grew louder and louder.

Hmm, it didn't match the action on the stage so we realized there was quite a rain happening outside.

We stayed dry getting back to the car but soon pulled into the MUSC parkade for shelter.

My phone had buzzed an alert that heavy hail and 60 mph winds were about to hit.

I watched people with umbrellas - and many without - as they scampered through streets starting to flood.

If puddle-jumping ever becomes an Olympic event, Charleston would win medals.

We have lots of practice, especially on particular streets around the market and the Crosstown.

The hail did not appear so we eased out and slowly wound our way to Highway 17 South.

Ruby Tuesday has an offer of a free hamburger and piles of fries on your birthday.

We have gone there on birthdays before.

It was Happy Hour so the giant beer on tap was our choice.

This is one of the few places that still has an elaborate salad bar. Buy just the salad or - for a much lower price - add it to you entree.

While we were eating the  freebie, I looked over the bar and saw a family seated by the window.

But this was the only one with the man hoisting his baby up in the air. Several times. The baby loved it.

So we finished eating and there was a free movie we wanted to see at the IMAX.

We had about an hour to kill so we stopped at Craft Conundrum, a neat beer place next to Bi-Lo that used to be a Piggly-Wiggly in West Ashley.

I decided to suggest to the bartender that they start a tradition of giving a free beer to someone celebrating a birthday.

They agreed!

Said they already had such a free beer deal.

Wear the Viking helmet while drinking the beer and there is no charge.

I felt very Opera-like with the horned helmet on my head.

The blonde pigtails came with the hat.

Others in the room had seen all this before but I felt it was worth a picture.

From there, it was only a short drive to the IMAX for a 3-D showing of The Avengers.

Oh no, I forgot my ear plugs!

The good news is the 3-D glasses work much better now that cataract surgery eliminated my need to wearing regular glasses.

And, of course, my buddy had earned a free admission.

I pay the Senior rate but for 3-D, there's an additional $2 fee added on. His free admission saved him about $15.

The day was carefully planned to make sure we were back at my house in time to watch the final David Letterman Late Show.

In 2013, we were in New York and secured two tickets so I can proudly say "Been there, done that and have the T-shirt."

And, of course, those two tickets were free.

You had to apply months in advance and didn't really know if you were going to get them until the day before you flew up to NYC.

A bonus that day in 2013, we stopped in the Hello Deli and got a picture of Rupert Jee. And bought my dark blue t-shirt with yellow lettering.

I wore it while we watched Dave say goodbye.






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Monday, October 29, 2012

Tourist Sights and Sites Stuff...

Have you heard the one about "Three cousins came to Charleston?"

They are about as shy as a politician 6 days before election day.

On the Market they saw the stick-your-head-in poster and did.

I took a picture. We each did our thing.

There is one block where 3-4 shops invite you to "have a free sample."
Pralines and fudge.Took a while to get to the next block
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The peanut store has open containers and little spoons. Who could resist?

To distract them, I had to point out the 13-story cruise ship anchored at the foot of Market Street.

And to not sit down on the patio at Bubba Gump to play the trivia game with the waitress.

On lower King Street - antique row - I steered them down an interesting alley.

It ambled its way to a picturesque moss-laden cemetery.

The Oldest Unitarian church in the South was closed so one of the sisters leaned in close and peeked through the key hole.

She suggested I take a picture. Through the key hole.



I did. That's what I do.

We passed several art galleries and one had real artists working. Live art..

There were two daubing paint on stretched canvas.

One was working from a photograph.

The other had an image in his mind.

I call this picture "ARTIST INTERUPTUS"  but he didn't seem to mind.

He explained how he mixed paints to produce certain colors.

He creates paintings. I take pictures.

That's what we do.



.The cousins were in town for just a few days.

One I had not seen since we both were teenagers. About 50 years ago.

She lives in Kansas City, Missouri

Her younger sibling I did not remember. She must have been the pesky kid sister. She still lives in Chicago.

The other cousin also lives in Chicago. 

They all had cameras and cell phone cameras. I already have sent them pictures and I expect quite a few in return.


We spent most of a day at Folly Beach - before the surfers gathered at the Wash Out - and back downtown for dinner.

Of course we all had seafood. 

Well, the shrimp are NOT as fresh in their hometowns.

We had good weather Wed, Thurs, Friday and Sunday. 

Cloudy and rainy Saturday made going into the Old Slave Mart a smart - and dry - choice as did a narrated bus tour.
Inside is better. Out of the sprinkles and brief showers.

I remembered that the Hop On - Hop Off  D A S H trolley was free so we zipped around town on that transportation.

They now all have reported in from home, safe and sound. Airlines were on the edge of reacting to Hurricane Sandy but no cancelled flights for them.

A nice cousin reunion.

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They knew about grits but the boiled peanuts caused some curious hesitation.

A little late, I explained you remove the shell first.

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Sunday, July 01, 2012

It's All In The Timing...

Somebody told me my tomatoes will all ripen at the same time.

Huh? Can this be true?

There's about 15-20 little green ones hanging there right now.

I buy two tomatoes at the store and hope to use the second one before it gets all squishy.

What do you do with a dozen at once?

This may be a set back to my status as a veteran farmer.

I adopted that title after earning my Green Thumb by planting a small patch of wheat when I lived in Kansas.

It was just outside of Kansas City, Missouri.

You could gather my whole Winter Wheat crop with your two arms forming a circle.

My then-wife suggested I pull it up from her garden and throw it away. "You can't eat wheat," she said.

I'll always remember that line!


Years later, I planted a crop of peanuts when I lived in Tallahassee, Florida.

It WAS fairly close to Plains, Georgia.

And, I HAD met President Carter.

Not too unusual to think about peanuts.

But I must have done something wrong.

They didn't come up "boiled."

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When it snowed, I called the Kansas Wheat Commission and asked what I should do about the snow?

They seemed confused when I asked if I should brush it off or ignore it.

I left the little plot alone and it was just fine.

This alone should have earned me the title Farmer of the Year.

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