Charleston: 24 beers in 24 hours

Jetblue offers some dope ass flash sales that sell out FAST, so when I (my boyfriend, actually) saw $31 flights to Charleston, we decided to take a 24 hour trip to South Carolina. Now, my boyfriend Pate (Australian for Pete) and I both love microbreweries. I’m sure Charleston has some great history but by 11am I was too sauced to care.

We landed at about 9:30am in Charleston and immediately needed coffee. I am not basic and Pate is Aussie so the caliber for quality coffee is set pretty high. Thankfully, The Orange Spot Coffeehouse did NOT disappoint. Their macchiato game is strong, the ambiance is welcoming (they even have a book exchange!) and every single person who came into this shop seemed to be buds with the baristas. It’s def a neighborhood gem and a great start to a drunken day.

Best way to start the trip in Charleston!

Best way to start the trip in Charleston!

Brewery #1: Coast

Oh man. If I lived in Charleston (jaja) I would be hanging here every weekend! Solid beers (I’m an IPA gal, and they were excellent here) and the employees are just nice fucking people. One of the guys gave us a few recommendations for other breweries and dinner and he was spot the fuck on. Also, the outdoor area is chill AF and they have a frisbee available for use so WHAT UP COAST I LOVE YOU.

Brewery #2: Holy City

Holy City wins all the points because they were playing the rugby game and I’ve got sports priorities. Also, they have HELLA beers on tap. I think Holy City offers the most variety of all the breweries we went to. Also, their fried pickles are on point and kept me from being a HANGRY bitch.

LOOK AT ALL THE BEERS ON TAP

LOOK AT ALL THE BEERS ON TAP

*NAP TIME*

Yo, I was fucking exhausted and drunk by this point. We went back to our Air BNB where the host had dick drawings on the walls because #art.

Seriously, dick drawings

Seriously, dick drawings

Here's another one just for giggles

Here's another one just for giggles

Coffee round 2

In order to make it to another few breweries, we needed some coffee. Black Tap coffeehouse supplied us with some DOPE iced coffee and an applaudable granola bar to hold me over before dinner.

Brewery #3: Westbrook

Although Westbrook’s outdoor ambiance may not have won me over, their brews are fucking fascinating. I may not have LIKED a lot of them, but I fucking RESPECT them. Fire Water beer? Literally tastes like fajita smoke. Bloody Claw? Is this beer or grapefruit juice? Perfect Nose was legit Cadbury. Real Cadbury not American shit. For me, Westbrook was definitely worth the schlep.

I'm not a fan of grapefruit beers as you can tell...

I'm not a fan of grapefruit beers as you can tell...

Brewery #4/Dinner: Edmund’s Oast

THIS PLACE IS AMAZING! IF I AM EVER ON DEATH ROW I WANT THIS TO BE MY LAST MEAL!

So first off, ambiance is lovely. Second, beers are fucking fantastic. We tasted all their in-brewed beers and they were just wonderful. I thought I was going to hate the Peanut Butter and Jelly one (because ew) but it was seriously incredible. I wouldn’t want a whole pint of it, but the 4oz I had were beautiful - authentic to the taste, but not too heavy or overpowering. The food was excellent. Bomb ass charcuterie and consistently solid mains (I want to rub that ricotta all over my bodyyyyy). Also, best Amaro selection I've ever seen.

THESE WERE ALL SO GOOD OMG

THESE WERE ALL SO GOOD OMG

Brewery #5: Revelry

Look. Palate fatigue is fucking real and we have got to respect it. Thankfully, this was a five minute walk from Edmund’s Oast because I was fucking tired and drunk. I really liked the vibe of Revelry, and I especially enjoyed seeing an old friend from college who recently moved down to South Carolina, but I couldn’t rate the beers particularly well at this point. I vaguely recall really enjoying the Oktoberfest though.

The day came to a close and we had consumed 24 beers in 24 hours.

We woke up the next day needing a little hair of the dog and some good Southern Cookin’. A friend referred me to Hominy Grill and I cannot recommend it enough! The wait will be long AF BUT they have an outdoor bar so you can start drinking while you wait. I consumed two Bloody Mary’s and by then I was ready to get a Nasty Biscuit in me. Seriously. It’s called a Nasty Biscuit.

Nasty Biscuit: fried chicken stacked between two biscuits and smothered in gravy, otherwise known as obese sauce. So. Fucking. Good.

Nasty Biscuit: fried chicken stacked between two biscuits and smothered in gravy, otherwise known as obese sauce. So. Fucking. Good.

Thank you, Charleston, for the wonderful coffee, food, and hospitality. I can’t wait to come back again!