Ok, with the trip only two months away, I thought I'd start posting some background reading. Let's begin with this
terrific 2001 piece by Jack Hitt, a Charlestonian, on the Bessinger family, mustard barbecue, and the Confederate flag:
". . . But my nephew warned me that lately there had been a feud. Barbecue had
somehow gotten mixed up with issues of race and heritage. Ugly fighting
words had been exchanged, leaving a residue of aggrieved feelings. The
quarrel had finally touched the third rail of contemporary Carolina
anger, the only topic more sensitive than sauce recipes, Strom Thurmond
jokes and Charleston genealogy combined: the meaning of the Civil War.
And once again, the war had re-enacted its old bitterness, setting
brother against brother. Only not at Gettysburg this time, but in a
hickory pit redolent with crackling."
Read the rest here.
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