Let’s face it, there is nothing like a good bar-hop to get to know a city. I usually like to include one bar hopping experience per trip. It helps me cover ground and grasp the local cocktail scene and the appreciation for micro brews indigenous to the area. I like remembering what beers I’ve had in what cities. They are like liquid souvenirs you can experience over and over again no matter where you are. You can just pop open a bottle and you’re instantly back in time. I also like expanding my skills in “beer snobbery” while schmoozing with like-minded folks. Perhaps this appreciation comes from my days working at one of Manhattan’s finest beer-bars (and Greenwich Village institutions)Peculier Pub.
We had decided to set out for a night on the town (Charleston-style) with a horse and buggy tour by Red Barn Carriage Tours. Before we departed, we were able to check out all of the adorable animals inhabiting the Big Red Barn. They had lots of horses (of course) and many other barn-related creatures for our enjoyment.
Our tour guide was quite the animated type.
He showed us all of the historical sights including The Old Exchange Building. Here many slaves were sold next to the exact balcony the Declaration of Independence was read from. #irony
He drove us by the creepy haberdashery guy which might have been scarier than all of the ghost stories combined. There are six hats that make up this little man. Can you see them in my bleery-pic?
After our history lesson it was time to explore Charleston by new heights. PeanutPimpMama is a big fan of rooftop bars since they can give you a whole new perspective on cities. An oasis in the middle of skyscrapers can be oddly magical…You feel on top of the world.
While The Vendue might not need to be as high as most (since most of Charleston is minus giant skyscrapers) I loved it all the same. You can see all of the pretty the bridges and church steeples of “The Holy City“. The drinks are pretty tasty too!
Sadly it began to drizzle and we had to take our party inside where we were entertained by the GIANT Pinvendue. Why didn’t we hashtag this again?
Our second stop earned a PeanutPimpMama Notable Mention: The Griffon -One, because it reminds me of Griffon doggies (We know I have a soft spot for those). Two, because PeanutPimpMama also has a soft spot for dive-bars with a great beer selection. I felt like I was at home in this delightful grit. The bar staff was super friendly and gave honest advice when my beer choice was offered in both draft and can. You can visit their website below and check out their sturdy pub-grub and 360 degree virtual tour! #DOLLAHS! Seriously how many are taped up on those walls? #CRAY
The inevitable happened and we were hungry. We decided to head over to Closed for Business for a late-night nosh. I tried to take pictures of the interior (which words cannot describe) but the cosmic red lighting did both my camera and my phone no favors.
I decided to have their “Jimmy Serrano” veggie burger which I was able to customize. What I ended up with: Veggie patty of butter beans, red bell peppers, onions, jalapenos, carrots, toasted almonds, Serrano pepper sauce along with lettuce, tomato, pickles and onion on a perky little sesame seed bun… This was topped with farm egg, mushroom and pimento cheese of course! If they offered it, I added it. Then I asked for blue cheese dressing for dunking purposes. I’m always keeping things light.
Closed for Business also had an incredible beer list, but I was really in it for the eggnog served in a moose head.
I was talking about this moose before I even got on the plane to Charleston. So much for honesty.
We had our final nightcap at The Cocktail Club located at 479 King Street. You know you’re old when you need to hold a candle to the menu to see the ingredients on the drink list. It’s a hidden and curious space that has really awesome fans and Gothic chandeliers hung in rooms that have never been sheetrocked. You can see all of the beams in what would be the ceiling and walls. It’s a great date spot and also accommodates larger groups in the lounging area. If you are here to lounge, trust me you can barely see a thing. You can’t even see the entrance to the place.
The waitress was kind enough to let me play mixologist when I couldn’t find anything that would burn my mouth sufficiently. I ended up with a muddled jalapeno margarita. I like tequila and jalapenos in hidden dark spaces.
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