It’s no secret that I love HUSK and everything it represents. I consider myself fortunate to frequent there when I am in Charleston. I still owe a post on my dining adventures there, but I must admit, my creative writing abilities won’t do it justice.
The Great Wall of Bourbon |
In addition to bourbon, the Bar at Husk offers a selection of beers from around the Southeast, which brings me to the story from the night. As I was sitting there enjoying my Ridgemont Reserve, I overheard the bartender state, “Bud Lite, you can go over to the bar next door at 82 Queen, they've got Bud Lite there." Apparently, a couple who doesn’t appreciate a place that takes pride in using regional ingredients, drinks included, stopped into the wrong bar. After being told "no Bud Lite", they immediately left. We all got a chuckle at that.
Even if you can't snag a reservation at HUSK, I highly recommend stopping in at the bar next door. The bar staff, stylishly decked out in South's own Billy Reid, is very knowledgeable and have created some amazing locally inspired cocktails.
Bartenders in Billy Reid attire, pouring Bourbon, but no Bud Lite! |