Brenna and I are currently enjoying a carnival cruise, as I'm sure you probably figured out by the blog title. We flew to Charleston, SC on Thursday and stayed with my friend Nate. We ate at Virginia's and it was excellent. I had the fried catfish with squash casserole and steamed broccoli. Mmmm! It was awesome! Of course, Brenna copied me and ordered the same thing and she thought it delectable as well. For dinner, we chose Hank's, but was told there was a 45 minute wait. So we headed over to Mercado on Market Street. Nate, being quite the inventor/builder designed and built the dome featured inside on the second floor. I ordered the shrimp linguine and again, excellent. Guess what Brenna ordered.....yep. Shrimp linguine. Afterwards, we rolled ourselves over to Comisky's (or something like that) for dessert. Key lime pie, although not served in the keys, was delicious. This place is known for their desserts and they did not disappoint.
Early this morning, we awoke not to a 6 month old baby crying, but to our alarm. Wow, what a welcomed change. Noah, I still love you, little guy. We headed down Meeting street towards Poogan's Porch for breakfast. A problem was encountered when we got there and realized they don't open til 11:30. So much for eating there. Someone's grandma, probably mawmaw, in the nearby antique store suggested Joseph's to us, which was just around the corner. She said it was the best in town and was quite reasonable. We gave it a shot. I ordered the French toast and Brenna got an omelet with crab meat, sun-dried tomatoes and ricotta cheese, along with a side of grits. When you're in the South, you eat grits. (BTW, you Yankees out there, never ask what a grit is. Ask what grits are.) the food was prepared in a fastidious manner with plenty of love. The fresh toast was humongous, and the omelet delicious. It was the best breakfast we've had at a restaurant in forever.
After breakfast, we collected our belongings and headed towards the boat. After a short walk o a few blocks, we arrived at the port and 30 minutes later, we were on the boat. After much exploring, I'd say I'm pretty impressed with the Fantasy so far. It's only our second cruise, so I'm probably still easily impressed. I can only compare it to the Carnival Holiday, which used to dock out of Mobile, Alabama. It has since been retired and probably shot like Ole Yeller. Boy it needed it. I'm still not convinced there weren't crew members actually rowing with paddles down below the cabins.
We entered for a chance to win some services from Spa Carnival. Out of 200 people or so, our friend Laura won a hair treatment. Better than me winning it; I'm rather short on a gorgeous mane at the moment, due to my choosing. It's not some genetical imbalance; I just hate spending money on haircuts.
After we were several miles from the port the ship movement has become noticeable, but not nauseating just yet.
So day one has been great so far, the food has been good and the ship impressive. Happy sailing!
Early this morning, we awoke not to a 6 month old baby crying, but to our alarm. Wow, what a welcomed change. Noah, I still love you, little guy. We headed down Meeting street towards Poogan's Porch for breakfast. A problem was encountered when we got there and realized they don't open til 11:30. So much for eating there. Someone's grandma, probably mawmaw, in the nearby antique store suggested Joseph's to us, which was just around the corner. She said it was the best in town and was quite reasonable. We gave it a shot. I ordered the French toast and Brenna got an omelet with crab meat, sun-dried tomatoes and ricotta cheese, along with a side of grits. When you're in the South, you eat grits. (BTW, you Yankees out there, never ask what a grit is. Ask what grits are.) the food was prepared in a fastidious manner with plenty of love. The fresh toast was humongous, and the omelet delicious. It was the best breakfast we've had at a restaurant in forever.
After breakfast, we collected our belongings and headed towards the boat. After a short walk o a few blocks, we arrived at the port and 30 minutes later, we were on the boat. After much exploring, I'd say I'm pretty impressed with the Fantasy so far. It's only our second cruise, so I'm probably still easily impressed. I can only compare it to the Carnival Holiday, which used to dock out of Mobile, Alabama. It has since been retired and probably shot like Ole Yeller. Boy it needed it. I'm still not convinced there weren't crew members actually rowing with paddles down below the cabins.
We entered for a chance to win some services from Spa Carnival. Out of 200 people or so, our friend Laura won a hair treatment. Better than me winning it; I'm rather short on a gorgeous mane at the moment, due to my choosing. It's not some genetical imbalance; I just hate spending money on haircuts.
After we were several miles from the port the ship movement has become noticeable, but not nauseating just yet.
So day one has been great so far, the food has been good and the ship impressive. Happy sailing!
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