Out to eat: Hugo:
The weather outside Hugo, the restaurant in Oakley, was saying "Fargo, North Dakota," as the wind whipped snow across the parking lot and froze car windows shut. Inside, though, the food kept insisting "Charleston, South Carolina." It took some suspension of disbelief, but for a couple of hours, the food and atmosphere won. We spent an evening as if enjoying balmy Southern breezes.
“Since when is Charleston on the Ohio River?” wonder patrons of this “comfortable” Oakley venue serving “low-country cooking in haute surroundings”, such as “delectable” shrimp and grits and other Southern dishes that mix “inventive twists” with “authenticity”; too bad it comes at “inauthentic prices” (read: “expensive”) – but good thing the “friendly” bartenders pour the “yummy drinks” with a...