No, I’m not a SNOB, but I did eat there last night.
See, I’ve been chilling in Charleston, SC for the past 3 days and have pretty much eaten my way through the town. From pralines to moon pies, I’ve done some serious damage. Sadly though, I’m here to spend free time by the pool, so the combination of stuffing my face at restaurants like SNOB and getting in bathing suits has been a fairly traumatic experience. However, I’ve done it. And been mortified the whole time. Luckily, these people have no idea who I am so I’ll leave relatively unscathed.
I will, however, leave with crab cakes and fried shrimp dancing in my head.
Because kids, Charleston is what my food dreams are made of.