A Charleston Story

Sunday morning I decided to join two of my new favorite people, Ed and Erin Lenahan, for breakfast at Joseph's--there is truly no better way to spend a Sunday morning in Charleston. (Ed is my graduate assistant and will someday have a post devoted to him because he showed me how to refill my AC coolant in my car. He's getting his MA in English but used to be a race car driver. Really.)

The problem was, I didn't know what time they were going to go, and I didn't have either of their phone numbers. But I had the brilliant idea that I would call Joseph's and find out if they had a reservation, and then I'd have a time.

As luck would have it, there was no reservation. "The Lenahans don't make reservations," the person at Joseph's said, "because they never know what time they're going to get here." I recognized the voice of Austin--the guy who'd waited on us two weeks ago when I had my first Lenahan-Joseph's breakfast, and I told him who I was.

"I'm invited for brunch," I said, "but I don't know when."

"Well, just call them and ask."

"I don't have their phone numbers--just email."

"OH!" Austin exclaimed. "I can give you the phone number!" And he proceeded to do so. I called Erin, found out when to get to Joseph's, and had an incredible breakfast of sweet potato pancakes and paper-thin bacon. SO good.

This kind of thing does not happen in Nashville.


Anonymous said...

Hmm! So it is a Cookeville kinda place, isn't it. I can see that maybe happening in Cookeville.

By the way - you said you'd teach me how to charge my a/c while you were here and we both forgot! I'm going to see if Trey knows how to do it, because mine seems to be running low now...too close to the end of the season to go to the Chrysler place to get it done!

See you soon.
The Mom

Cate Bush said...

Ooh, I want paper thin bacon :). Glad you had such a nice time.

See you *really* soon!