This week’s quote is in honor of the brewery tour I went on Saturday with Lauren, Ben, Doug, Regina, and Regina’s mom and Brother AND our VIP friends John and Laura. Hope everyone’s having a great week! I know I’ve been slack on my restaurant reviews, but I’ll pick it back up on Friday, I promise!
“Beer is good food”
–Rita Rudner
Can your breakfast do that?
Last Wednesday, after a hilarious night of improv at Theater 99, we were struck by hunger pangs and looking for somewhere to eat. I consulted my handy dandy Yelp app to find a restaurant in Charleston that was still serving food at 10:30, and we were lucky enough to stumble upon Craftsmen Kitchen & Tap House. Located on Cumberland Street in the old Johnson’s Bar spot, Craftsmen is a cool space featuring 2 bars and an outdoor beer garden area.
![No, not that kind of beer garden. [Photo: Tilly's Nest]](http://queenofthefoodage.files.wordpress.com/2013/06/beer-garden.jpg)
No, not that kind of beer garden. [Photo: Tilly’s Nest]
2 Bars, One cup [Photo: Eater]
I’m so glad I live in the south so I have access to good BBQ.
John ordered the Delta Catfish and Chips with Comeback sauce ($10) from the Bar Classics menu. He said it was delicious with a “good fry on it, nice sized chunk of fish, and good catfishy flavor.” I love catfish, and just looking at it from across the table, I could tell it was delicious.
It kind of still looks like a fish. Like it’s swimming across John’s plate.
Ben ordered the Farmhouse Burger (beef, pork, idazabal, beer pickles, and bibb lettuce) from the Bar Classics menu. I took a bite of it, and let me tell you, it was outstanding. Not as good as a Husk burger, but still pretty darn good. The combination of beef and pork was very interesting and gave it an extra layer of depth. The idazabal cheese was good too, and added an almost smokey flavor to it. Really, really good.
You can’t really see the meat because of the lettuce, but trust me, it’s there (and it’s delicious).
I’ve had like 4 people tell me that I should get the Crunchy Dame (BBQ Pork belly, butterkase, cherry jam, sunny egg, $9) from the Bar Classics menu. Apparently it’s “unreal” and it “may have brought tears to my eyes,” so when I go back I’ll have to give that a try. All in all, I was very impressed and definitely recommend you try this place out.
I mean, the space is so freaking cool.
Craftsmen Kitchen & Tap House
12 Cumberland St
Charleston, SC 29401
(843) 577-9699
Hope everyone had a happy Cinco De Mayo! I didn’t do anything special except make way too much mexican food and watch Game of Thrones. This week’s quote comes from the book Jitterbug Perfume by Tom Robbins, and pretty much sums up my feelings on Cinco de Mayo.
“Never underestimate how much assistance, how much satisfaction, how much comfort, how much soul and transcendence there might be in a well-made taco and a cold bottle of beer.”
–Tom Robbins
Get your hands off of my taco, or I’ll punch you with my rings on.
Happy Memorial Day! Sorry this post was so delayed. I’ve been in a food coma for a few weeks, recovering from all the food my mother made for Memorial Day weekend festivities.
Saturday night we went to dinner downtown Greenville at Pomegranate, a Persian restaurant. Who knew Greenville was worldly enough to have a Persian restaurant? I sure didn’t. But it was amazing. I’m sure I’ll be reviewing it at some point, so keep checking back!
Sunday, we celebrated Sean and Ben’s birthdays in the usual fashion: Tina made way more food than any normal human would be able to consume, and we all ate too much and drank too much and stayed up til the wee hours of the night. It was great. My dad smoked a pork butt in his new smoker (insert requisite butt joke here), and grilled hot dogs. Tina made this fruit dip from cool whip, vanilla pudding, and amaretto which was absolutely divine. I didn’t even bother with the fruit, I just kept using a spoon. She also made grape tomatoes stuffed with goat cheese (which I kept stuffing into my face), caprese bites, some kind of veggie dip and a bunch of vegetables, bread-wrapped asparagus with blue cheese, cheese dip and chips from the mexican restaurant, cold cuts, cupcakes, a cotton candy vodka sponge cake, cookies, and other various desserts and foodstuffs. There was also beer galore, and different flavored margaritas being made throughout the night.
Needless to say, I woke up Monday morning feeling like I’d been hit by train. It’s a good thing it was a holiday so I didn’t feel so bad about lounging around in sweatpants for the remainder of the day. For lunch we went to Logan’s Roadhouse (the one where you throw peanuts on the floor) where, for some reason, I thought it was a good idea to order cheese fries, and spent the rest of the day feeling even worse than when I’d woken up. And of course, that was when my mom decided it would be a good idea to go to the mall to look for bathing suits. I bought 3.
This week’s food quote comes from George Bernard Shaw and I think it pretty much sums up my thoughts about this weekend.
“There is no love sincerer than the love of food.”
–George Bernard Shaw
I need someone to remind me how to breathe. My stomach’s so full I seem to have forgotten how.
In honor of the big game, Super Bowl XLVI, this week’s food quote is being published on Sunday. This is partly because it’s a holiday, and I enjoy highlighting holidays in my blog posts, and partly (or mostly) because I know I’m going to be too busy recovering from tonight’s festivities to try and write anything of substance tomorrow. Kathleen and I are throwing a party for the Super Bowl because she’s a die-hard Patriots fan, and I like to eat and drink in the company of friends. I’m in charge of the food (I know, shocker, right?) and she’s in charge of the alcohol. We make a pretty good team, and I’m pretty excited about it. New Year’s Resolutions, Shmoo Years Revolutions. It’s the Super Bowl! America’s holiday! The whole point is to eat and drink and scream at the TV…. although now that I think about it, that pretty much describes every holiday we celebrate in the Gallimore household. So.
“When your Super Bowl guests arrive, they should find a mound of potato chips large enough to conceal a pony sitting in front of the television. For nutritional balance, you should also put out a bowl of carrot sticks. If you have no carrot sticks, you can use pinecones, or used electrical fuses, because nobody will eat them anyway. This is no time for nutritional balance: This is the Super Bowl, for God’s sake.”
–Dave Barry
Americans pretty much use any excuse to eat and drink too much. This is why I'm a patriot.