April 10, 2014 § Leave a comment
This month is such a gem. The inescapable feeling of opening, the way light looks brighter and stays longer through all my windows, the flowers, the flowers, the flowers! I can’t be the only one keeping shears in her bag, right? I want to snip and steal every piece of greenery as I bike past (but I haven’t been, for ethical and safety reasons). This month is a celebration of so many things I keep close to my lil’ ole heart. My mother and grandmother’s birthday, aka an excuse for cake and candles and group hugs. The expected, anticipated break up with the semester from hell. Some similarities to the freedom of summer without the extreme heat. My inability to leave my kitchen. We live on a peninsula, people. Get some local seafood and round up some herbs and spices. It’s addictive. As is pie baking. As is falling in love with all the flowers. Did I mention flowers already? Why am I speaking in fragments and questions? Must be National Poetry Month. Thankful, thankful, thankful. Never been happier to be frolicking in the Holy City.
Liz Recommendations: If you’re near campus (or you’re not), go to the Halsey and find Kyle’s piece in the Young Contemporaries gallery. You’ll know it when you see it. If you’re near the Market, see John Westmark’s Narratives exhibit at the Gibbes– such wonderful pieces that I could stare at for some time. While you’re at it, walk across the street to the graveyard at the Circular Congregational Church. I almost forgot how striking it is to see those tombs at sunset. The trees blooming make it extra special, so try not to wait. Speaking of the Market, a new french restaurant opened, Brasserie Gigi, and is home to a gorgeous view and the best soup de poisson…ever. Do not skip dessert (coffe and creme brulee, s’il vous plaît). Someone take me to Chez Nous and settle my french cuisine fix. Until Sunday, the International Film Fest is happening, so get some tickets and sneak some popcorn into Sottile Theatre. I sound like I’m at work, but whatever. I love Charleston, I love the art scene in Charleston, I love April in Charleston. Best of all, the weather is nice enough to take bike rides for no reason whatsoever and that is something I cant quite quit.