Stephanie Hunt

"What would you recommend?" I ask Gloria, who's tapping a pencil on the once-white laminate counter at Dave's Carry-out in Charleston, South Carolina. She looks at me like I fell off the moon. "Shrimp," she says. "Fried." And jots my order on a scrap of paper though I never say a word.

Shrimp it is, at Dave's and at most establishments along South Carolina's State Highway 17 as it skims along this porous coast of land, marsh, tidal river, and ocean. Shrimp is to Lowcountry menus what Spanish ...

On Wednesday, my neighbor’s 11-year-old son woke up and checked his homemade Mason jar barometer, and they started packing. While meteorologists were consulting computer models of possible Florence paths that looked more like a pasta-wielding kid channeling Rauschenberg, the simplicity of a plastic straw taped to a balloon-covered jar — a straw now dipping eerily low — seemed wisdom enough.
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The simple metal folding chair. A stackable staple of fellowship halls and school auditoriums. That clunky, hinged platform for our rear ends, our bedraggled bodies; that lowly mobile-home version of furniture that makes possible everything from the kids’ table at Thanksgiving to 12 step programs in church basements to competitive Bridge games to overflow crowds at municipal hearings. The folding chair is bedrock of modern society, when you think about it, making it possible for humans to gat...

On bent knee, with chalk, paint brushes and rollers in hand, volunteers spent three days last week coloring both within the lines, and well outside them. Along Upper King they worked, transforming intersections into artwork, crosswalks into colorful canvases. Polka dotted butterflies; images of hands — black and white —reaching across and grasping each other; and a xylophone of cheery bold stripes. Thanks to the vision and collaboration of nonprofits Enough Pie and Charleston Moves, these wor...

A two-wheeled, well-hydrated roll through fall’s crisp splendor, or—in other words—leaf-peeping turns into leaf-pedaling, and a whole lot of fun
Imagine an old log cabin tucked in the woods. Inside: there’s a big stone hearth and its ashy aromatherapy, thanks to a half-century of spark and flame. Outside: a tumult of amber-hued oak leaves, garnet maples, and buttery yellow birch leaves like deciduous jewels twirling down from the canopy above. And yes, just steps away, a waterfall—tumbling an...

With an eye toward the future as much as the past, Historic Charleston Foundation’s outgoing CEO, Katharine “Kitty” Robinson, has redefined preservation for our centuries-old city
In the spring of 1971, Charleston’s azaleas were bright and perky; her secret gardens as intoxicating with bloom and mystery as they are today, but perhaps just a bit more “secret”—if only because Charleston itself was. The city was not yet a tourism mecca, dominating international “Best City” categories. Far from i...

A new album, a new baby, and a new take on some old-as-the-hillbillies rock ’n’ roll truths keep Charleston’s favorite musical duo, Shovels & Rope, making a grand noise.

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