It's officially spring and I couldn't be happier. The city of Charleston officially awakens from the dead of winter. The first real "kickoff" to spring in Charleston is the Charleston Wine and Food Festival. This is the first year I participated in the three day bougie event. I volunteered Friday night at Chicken Shit Bingo. Chicken Shit Bingo brought out the inner redneck in even the bougiest of people. Basically chickens were put in a cage and literally shit on a number and if you had the number you won. The food consisted on several local barbeque chefs and was amazing. I sampled a brisket slider that was to die for.
On Sunday, we got to experience the main tasting tents. I understand why this is first a wine festival. Booze was a plenty. Lines were too. There was not much food to be seen. I ended up drunkingly devouring a pizza when I got home. Some cops did offer us a dozen donuts from Glazed as we left. (Didn't help with my stereotype that all cops do is sit around and eat donuts). Next year I think I'll save the money on the tasting tents and go to some of the other events. Overall, a good first experience.
Another reason why March ranks up there in my top three months of the year is St. Patrick's Day. Since I've met my husband, we've always found a way and place to celebrate our not-so-Irish heritage. (He's Greek, so about as far from a short, red-headed Leprechaun as they come). While I was in college, we would always go to 5 Points in Columbia. 5 Points is great in college, by great I mean if you like to be elbowed, pushed around, and watch drunk college kids vomiting by noon. Since we've moved to Charleston, we have been going to the Annual Park Circle Block Party. This year was our third year. Somehow this always turns into a rambunctious event, but at least around a more mature audience.
This year my husband surprised me with an early "birthday" gift, my best friends. He flew my best friend from New York down and my other best friend came down from Columbia. We had the absolute best weekend. After drinking all day at St. Patrick's Day, we went out Downtown. We went to Warehouse for apps and drinks, then had drinks at Macintosh served by my friend's fake "ex-husband" from college. We somehow stumbled upon a Bachelor party (minus the Bachelor, who apparently was sleeping off his day drinking). The Bachelor party soon turned into a tequila-fest. I can honestly say, I have never drank so many shots of tequila back to back. The Bachelor party insisted on going to O'Malley's. After we repeated a hundred times, that O'Malley's didn't exist and it was a new bar, we just went with it and took them to "O'Malley's". The rest of the night is a blur. I forgot the time changed and woke up at 10 am the next morning (really 9 am) confused as hell. The next day, I double brunched. Did my regular Triangle Char and Bar brunch with the husband, then went to Stereo 8 on James Island to meet the girls for brunch. I took my friend to a brief (due to the hangover) Second Sunday experience on King. Overall, the weekend was one for the books, however, my liver was glad to take the next few weekends off.
Here's a recap in photos of the month.
Haley Parler Moore
A girl with who overthinks everything and made a blog to put all of her excessive thoughts on. 20 something. Charleston resident. Marketer. Work out junkie. Bulldog mommy. Wife. Gamecock fan. Lover of football and Lululemon.