Cutest little liquor store in Charleston

Exchange & East Bay St., Charleston, S.C. 

Cutest little liquor store in Charleston. There are a couple of cute ones but I think this takes the cake.

I did not grow up in a drinking family. I remember my mother worrying about my father driving after she realized he had been eating rum balls. My grandmother grew enough grapes to sell but insisted that hers should be seperated and only used for grape juice and rubbing alcohol. Right. Oddly though we have a long history of pretending to be drunk and singing this song. I never knew the second verse until I googled it just now.

Show Me the Way to Go Home
By Irving King

Show me the way to go home
I'm tired and I want to go to bed
I had a little drink about an hour ago
And it went right to my head
Where ever I may roam
On land or sea or foam
You will always hear me singing this song
Show me the way to go home

Indicate the way to my abode
I'm fatigued and I want to retire
I had a spot of beverage sixty minutes ago
And it went right to my cerebellum
Where ever I may perambulate
On land, or sea or atmospheric vapor
You can always hear me crooning the melody
Indicate the way to my abode