V-Neck and a Cardigan

My name is Alexis Lamster. I live and work in Brooklyn. I take photos, I eat a lot of food, and watch a fair amount of bad television.

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Smitten Kitchen’s breakfast strata

You guys were all so incredible and amazing in providing us with tips and places to go in Charleston. Thanks for all the messages, emails, chats I got. Below is the list of where we were fortunate enough to dine while in the city:

  • Hominy Grill (chicken biscuit and gravy, helloooo)
  • Pane e Vino (adorable, live music, fresh and delicious)
  • Lowcountry Bistro (chicken and waffles forever)
  • River Street Sweets (for pralines and other delicious treats)
  • Eat the Ordinary (Sunday fish fry)
  • Kudu Coffee (breakfast quiche and lattes on the patio)
  • Kickin’ Chicken (this place looked so touristy, but that was a might good chicken finger salad)
  • 39 Rue de Jean (incredible fried goat cheese and beet salad, also the mussels were, as B proclaimed, the best he’d ever had)
  • Husk (shrimp and grits and holy good god the fried catfish po’boy… also skillet bacon cornbread with honey pork butter)

… sometimes I hide.


But really, once in a while I go running and I’m getting a new iPhone because, well, I want one. Anyone have any not-too-expensive iPhone armband recommendations?

Hello darkness my old friend. (at Fairway Market)

Killer brunch at Fonda this morning - two eggs with rice, plantains, queso fresco and pickled onions with a tomato habanero sauce.

Four days in Charleston and we didn’t get a single photo together. So, here we are in the airport waiting for our delayed flight back to New York. Same thing, right?

Fried catfish po’boy with slaw, green tomatoes, and remoulade with a deliciously sugary and local ginger ale at Husk.

Unbelievable shrimp and grits at Husk. Those grits are unlike anything I’ve ever had. That red stuff? Shrimp oil. Genius. (at Husk Restaurant)

French onion soup on this rainy Charleston night (at 39 Rue de Jean)

Enjoying some afternoon rooftop drinks. (at Market Pavillion Rooftop Bar)