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Having a Sunday Funday in Charleston – Nothing Could be Finer

All work and no play makes Kristin a very dull woman.  Thus, this past beautiful, clear, no precipitation in sight Sunday afternoon, my husband and I decided on the spur of the moment that a Charleston Sunday Funday was in order.  So we rang up his brother and girlfriend, found out they were happy to oblige, and we were on...

What is the Job Market Like in Charleston?

What is the Job Market Like in Charleston?

People who are considering moving to the Charleston area ask me this question all the time.  Can I get a job here?  Will I make less money than I am making now? The answers to those questions are yes, and probably yes. Six years ago, I took my Great Big Leap and moved here without a job. The move was...

Why the Wall Street Journal and Zillow are Dead Wrong about Charleston

Why the Wall Street Journal and Zillow are Dead Wrong about Charleston

An article in the Wall Street Journal came out recently entitled Linkage in Income, Home Prices Shift, outlining the correlation between home prices and annual incomes in partnership with Zillow.  They determined which real estate markets were currently undervalued and which were overvalued based on comparing current price-to-income ratios to the average of the time period of 1985-2000. Deep inside...

Love at First Slurp – from The Local Palate

Recently, I was asked to be a guest blogger for a new glossy magazine (with companion blog) launching soon called the The Local Palate, covering the food culture of Charleston.  My topic of choice?  Boiled Peanuts. So just for fun, I am reposting it on this site for all my great readers out there.  The boiled peanut is more than...

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A Lowcountry Palette

This morning, as I walked along the Battery, I met with a unique confluence of events that turns our waters a soft milky gray/blue, one of the beautiful colors of our Lowcountry palette.  When you have a cloudy sky, very little wind, and the peak of high tide – our rivers hold their breath in a moment of contemplation, then go back to...