Monday, March 7, 2011

Bluebird Days & Oh-So-Saucy Nights

My most recent business trip to Charleston became, in a Low Country minute, a Toast to “The Merchant Prince” Mickey Drexler! (That link, by the way, is directed at the most darling article and will, I suspect, make a fan out of all of you as well). 

Anyhoo ... in need of supplies for the conference and before I knew what hit me, I indulged my appetite for all things that hint at a woman wearing nothing but a man’s dress shirt with this (Click Please!) and my new crush on all things Apple with this . . .


Yep! I went ahead and fell ALL the way in.

But a girl like me can’t ever allow herself to submit to a "no play" agenda. So, never-ever one to allow the serendipity of a situation to slide by, I put my bells on for the Southeastern Wildlife Expo as well.

On Friday evening I popped on over to a dapper little Soiree at Billy Reid where I nibbled on some food for the soul.


is an absolute treasure. Let’s just say that Martha Foose had me at:
Piled next to the front stairs were six walking sticks carved with intricate talismans. A sign, I supposed, that I had come to the right place. In moments the door swung open, and I entered the warren of the Swamp Witches
For a more in-depth review and photo gallery, check out Garden & Gun’s Chefs Gone Wild.

On Sunday I attended the Dock Dogs finals in Brittlebank Park. Boy was it ever a sun-on-your face day for the angels - the sort that you just wanna share with everybody you know. Compliments of all that shiny new Apple *Big Smile* I can!


And just in case you had any doubt, I’m delighted to report that even a Bluebird Day has it’s trophies! Mine included:

Marshmallow Ashdale Uggs

& Smoked Duck Breast with Brie Grits, Brown Butter Turnips & Spinach with a Port-Fig Apple Compote at Med Bistro.


So here's to ... 

Here’s to gentlemen with an eye for numbers and to the Apple of my eye. To campfire cotillions and the tail waggin’ that ensues when you really GO for something that you want. To bluebird days and oh-so-saucy nights.

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