All that said, I’ve been wanting to get my little butt to Athens, GA to dine at Chef Hugh Acheson’s flagship restaurant, The Five and Ten, for roughly a decade.
The craziest thing happened a few weeks ago – I got a phone call from my mother (not crazy at all, in fact this happens most days) and she had a crazy idea…
• there’s glitter on the floor after the party • Last night, I rang in the new year with local friends at a neighborhood pub. We got all dressed up, did up our make-up, suffered in very tall high heels, and drank way too much champagne. The pub had a free (delicious and varied!) buffet dinnerContinue reading “• 313 • well, here we go again •”
A year ago yesterday, March 10th, 2016, Jake got behind the wheel of a ridiculously large van and drove me the 16 hours from Southie to Myrtle Beach (I wasn’t allowed to drive thanks to a recent hospital stay).
We’re in the middle of my very first Hurricane Season here in Myrtle Beach. I grew up with South Carolina Hurricanes, thanks to my family vacation (two weeks on the Boardwalk every August) falling toward the end of the summer, and my family’s love of ridiculous weather (yes, my Dad was That Guy who wouldContinue reading “(302) life has a funny way”
It’s true: I packed my bags, quit my job, and moved to the beach. Specifically, Myrtle Beach. My time in Boston was incredible – I have a very complicated relationship with that city – but it was time for it to end. I moved to Boston for idealistic, romantic reasons, and I’m grateful to haveContinue reading “(300) bless your heart”