THE GALLERY SOUTH END
Ever since I moved away from Charleston, I’ve had such a hard time
finding ‘my place’. A place where I can go and get that homey feeling
that I get when I go to my parents house. A place that I felt was built
just for me. When I was living in Charleston, so many places felt like
home to me: most coffee shops, small restaurants, the beach, and even
the streets. As I began my transition from a laid back to an up-beat
lifestyle, it was hard to find a place that still gave me the calming
sense that I felt at all of the places I went to in Charleston. After
the Panthers lost the Superbowl, I felt extremely drained that Monday
morning. I had driven back from Columbia early and everyone I knew was
upset. It was a beautiful day outside, but there was a cloud hanging
over the entire city. One of my morning appointments cancelled, so I
headed over to a little place called The Gallery… and that my friends,
is when I found my place.
Everything was white and sweet smells of coffee & dessert filled
the entire place. It was quiet and there were only 2 people eating their lunch separately and just enjoying their time alone. I
instantly fell in love and as I was waiting to order, Elton John was
playing in the background. If I wasn’t sold already, at that moment I
was. I sat there for 3 hours. I had molten lava cake and a cappuccino,
and I felt a small piece of my heart settle for Charlotte. I was happy, I
wasn’t in Charleston, and I felt like I had found a place here that
finally understood me.
I saw the picture of the lava cake and I wanted to get a bite of that so bad. I think I need to find a place around here that I can call "my place" as well.
Beautiful place and glad you found your place!! 🙂 xo
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