Charleston Grit blogger

Bartenders have an unspoken oath: Don't talk poorly of bars where you don't work. It's unbecoming. Well luckily I've always thought that was a dumb rule. Corporate bars are garbage. Spending a half million dollars to create a "dive" bar is a joke. There are maybe 10 bars I like in Charleston. And I frequent less than that. One of those bars that I do frequent is The Recovery Room.

Sunday night filmmakers, screenwriters, and directors from all over the country gathered at the Charleston Music Hall to celebrate the winners of this year’s film festival. From the moment I walked in the door it was apparent that I was among a group of talented and intelligent artists.