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Gone are the days when Charleston debutantes didn't venture above Calhoun Street after dark.
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A glimpse at Charleston cool. All photos by Cabell Belk.

By Cabell Belk for Fathom | Gone are the days when Charleston debutantes didn't venture above Calhoun Street after dark. Your society granny may not be brunching on the other side of the Crosstown yet, but there's no denying it — the Holy City's creative center of gravity is shifting north, as evidenced by a collection of increasingly guidebook-worthy micro-neighborhoods blooming near the King and Spring Street crossroads. Instead of covered markets and crab cakes, you'll find maverick letterpress studios, small-batch distilleries, selvedge denim purveyors, bakery happy hours, and more than a handful of restaurants inhabiting repurposed industrial buildings.

Indigo & Cotton

79 Cannon St.; +1-843-718-2980

The plaid pocket squares and reversible bow ties at this 21st-century haberdashery are worthy of a Charleston society soirée, but you don't need an address on the Battery to fall for the smart selection of Shinola watches, vintage Levi's, and statement socks in dapper prints.

Street artist Shepard Fairey's mural separates Butcher & Bee from The Daily.

Butcher & Bee

654 King St.; +1-843-619-0202

One of the original Upper King Street pioneers, this BYOB craft sandwich institution is open until 3 a.m. on weekends. Queue up with just-off-the-line local chefs for late-night favorites like sweet potato banh mi and grilled gruyère with creamed kale. Daytime hours are famously limited, but next door at younger sibling takeaway spot, The Daily, early birds can pick up fried egg sandwiches with harissa ketchup and fontina, fresh-pressed juice, and Counter Culture espresso starting at 7 a.m.

Brown's Court Bakery

199 St. Philip St.; +1-843-724-0833

Operating out of a restored 19th-century Charleston single house, Brown's Court supplies industry neighbors like The Ordinary and Two Boroughs Larder with top-notch brioche. Walk-in regulars come for the pour-over coffee, sriracha croissants, and nightly happy hour discounts. Half-priced pecan sorghum pie and a spot on the second story side porch are the makings a fine afternoon.

Chez Nous

6 Payne Ct.; +1-843-579-3060

Lovers of rosé and Le Creuset have been swooning ever since this darling restaurant opened in a tiny alley off Coming Street. And really, you have to have a hard heart not to fall for the buttercream-painted 1835 row house with handsome wooden tables clad in mismatched vintage cutlery and a proud old chimney full of marvelous scabbed bricks. The northern Mediterranean menu — handwritten daily — may be concise (two appetizers, two mains, and two desserts), but it is lovingly composed and brilliantly executed. Always order both desserts. No one should have to choose between persimmon ice cream and ricotta crostata.

Sit back and give in to the allure of Chez Nous.

Holy City Barber

684 King St.; no phone.

Indulge in a bygone ritual at the single-chair barber shop, where you can spin blues on an antique record player and sip bourbon while waiting your turn for a hot shave. Just don't try to make an appointment. And don't even think about bringing your girlfriend.

Leon's Oyster Shop

698 King St.; +1-843-531-6500

Not that fried chicken and oysters are ever a tough sell, but Leon's is the ultimate crowd-pleaser. A meal here can just as easily skew decadent — if you spring for the "big chicken dinner" and pair it with bubbles — or down-home (hush puppies, six-packs, and soft serve with jimmies). With a daily catch and no fewer than ten seasonal side salads, the menu is accommodating, even of calorie-counters. The cannily redesigned space, formerly Leon's Paint & Body Shop and now a study in ramshackle chic, will speak to coolhunters and Brooklynites, but the vibe here is refreshingly come-one-come-all.

Mac & Murphy

74 1/2 Cannon St.; +1-843-576-4394

Back in 2009, a pair of visionary paperphiles took a chance on a still-peripheral stretch of Cannon Street. Six years later, their postcard-sized print shop is a destination for millennial scribes of all stripes. Use the intimate backyard writing garden to knock out your thank-you notes on Rifle Paper Co's limited edition Rainbow Row greeting cards — or splurge on a gold foil and letterpress map of the Charleston peninsula from local creative studio 42 Pressed.

A nod to the old world at Saint Alban.

Saint Alban

710 King St.; +1-843-531-6868

Some mornings require an expeditious caffeine hit; others call for latte rosettas and antique china. Think of Saint Alban as an homage to the European café of old, but with parking and takeaway cups and a maple-ricotta slathered buckwheat waffle on the breakfast roster. The newly-opened Upper King Street charmer (read: hand-illustrated menus, Art Deco light fixtures, and floral wallpaper) accedes to every ritual and occasion, whether you need a fireplace or a patio breeze, a honey cortado or a negroni, Wi-Fi access or a freshly printed New York Times. But if you want the owner's opinion, there's nothing more civilized than scones and sherry at 11 a.m.

The Alley

131 Columbus St; +1-843-818-4080

The lineup of vintage arcade games at this distribution warehouse turned retro bowling bar will take you straight back to 1992. Reserve a lane in advance or geek out on skee ball, air hockey, and Mortal Kombat. Then break for cornmeal-fried chipotle shrimp po' boys.

Xiao Bao Biscuit

224 Rutledge Ave; no phone.

At first glance, this hulk of an old filling station looks like anything but the scene of your next lemongrass ginger beer cocktail. But experimental Asian soul food and a serious playlist have turned the scruffy parking lot into a hotspot hangout. The only thing it's fueling these days is a citywide obsession with okonomiyaki (Japanese cabbage and scallion pancakes).

Cabell is a writer in New York. She travels for the thrill of getting lost and then finding herself again, never quite the same as when she set out -- and for the promise of pastries unknown.