Scratch the surface of this genteel ol’ Southern belle to find a thriving, homegrown foodie scene, retro speakeasies and New York – style boutiques with a distinct dash of fun.
On Saturday mornings I stroll to the farmers’ market on Marion Square and get a coffee and a Roti for breakfast (always with a fried egg on top) from Roti Rolls. Then I head to the beach on Sullivan’s island for a few hours of napping in the sun. Back in town, I make my way to The Ordinary, which just opened on the corner of Cannon and King Streets, for a seafood platter and a glass of Muscadet. In winter, I venture further down King Street, ducking into antiques shops and galleries, such as Rebekah Jacob. Dinner is at Trattoria Lucca, where chef Ken Vendrinski makes a special one for me. The bars along Upper King Street, and Butcher and Bee, although it’s not licensed for liquor (it’s actually a late night sandwich place) so you bring your own. I take Wood Ford Reserve bourbon in a flask to drink with ginger ale.