September 3, 2020

“Guests, like fish, begin to smell after three days,” quipped Benjamin Franklin in his witticism-packed Poor Richard’s Almanack. But Ol’ Ben may have been able to abide his friends better than his fish if only he had lived at 107 Tradd. That’s because of how the home u...

August 10, 2020

Closing Notes

By Robert Salvo

It may not feel like it today, but there will be some silver linings in the storm clouds of Covid-19. Perhaps, if we’re lucky, one of them will be the much needed revitalization of small-town America. After all, if broadband and Zoom meeting...

July 1, 2020

Some people spend their entire lives looking for a calling, a higher purpose. They ponder the stars; they pore over the works of philosophers and mystics …

Perhaps they should have been staring at their beer.

It worked for Georgia Dunn Belk, creator of Islander Ginger Be...

June 3, 2020

Closing Notes

The story of Jacob Motte is highly illustrative of gentlemen in the Atlantic world of Charleston’s first century. He was born in Dublin, though his heritage was not Irish, but rather French. His grandfather, the wealthy Marquis de la Motte, left his homela...

March 4, 2020

A quiet revolution took place 41 years ago this month — March 19, 1979, to be exact. Not in some tiny banana republic or sub-Saharan jungle … no, this revolution came through the thin copper wiring of America’s cable networks. Strange new ideas, political leaders from...

December 5, 2019

A perplexing question, but — I promise — not a silly one:  What might Huguenot heritage taste like?

It seems the easy and direct answer is the eponymous Huguenot torte. Yet, while I have nothing but praise for the sweet apple-and-nut confection … it is, like the best of...

November 11, 2019

I’ll say this at the start:  Don’t read all of this review. Put down the paper, go to Hooked (ground floor of the Carroll Building, northeast corner of East Bay and Market) and order the crispy Brussels sprouts.

You’ll be so (forgive me) hooked, you’ll be sure to return...

November 11, 2019

Dr. David Baird’s raising cattle right in the ACE Basin

Even if you’ve never been to Plum Hill, I’d bet you can see it in your mind’s eye.

Take the long, straight stretch of Highway 17 south, past Red Top and Ravenel, even past tiny Jacksonboro — once, ever so briefly, t...

July 4, 2019

What do you see as you motor past roadwork projects? The graders and dozers pushing and pulling earth into place? The compactors and cold planers and other safety-hued members of the “I wonder just what that does” family of heavy equipment? Perhaps you’re just trying t...

July 3, 2019

You’ve likely seen the waggish bumper sticker declaring “Mountain people are wise; beach people are happy.” Just where and when it came from I have no idea, but it echoes a bit of received wisdom that I believe to be no wisdom at all. Sure, the beach is the backdrop fo...

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