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Popsicle cocktails

I’m not sure if it’s a Charlotte thing, a southern thing, or a summer 2016 thing, but a lot of bars and breweries in the Queen City have started selling popsicle cocktails. Their formula is a glass of prosecco with a King of Pops popsicle (a local popsicle joint that makes ecologically responsible, fresh, all-natural frozen… Continue reading Popsicle cocktails

Exploring uptown solo

Earlier this year, MPR and I came to the realization that since moving to Charlotte, we hadn’t done anything apart. We both go to work all day, then come home and eat dinner together, take Rufio for a walk together, watch a TV show or two together, and go to sleep together. On the weekends,… Continue reading Exploring uptown solo

Wednesday Words – Kate Spade

“In order to lead a fascinating life – one brimming with art, music, intrigue, and romance – you must surround yourself with precisely those things.” -Kate Spade New York

Rich Bitch

I didn’t have a savings account until I was 24. Throughout high school and college I always had at least one job, but that money went to funding my social life: clothes, going out with friends, food, etc. Even during my first year of work after grad school I never had use for a savings… Continue reading Rich Bitch

Wednesday Words – William Saroyan

“The most solid advice, though, for a writer is this, I think: Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep, really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive, with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell, and when you… Continue reading Wednesday Words – William Saroyan

Learning to like craft beers

When we first moved to South End in Charlotte, we noticed something about the nightlife. The majority of the bars are filled with fresh out of college 20-somethings and finance bros. Looking around one night, I thought to myself, am I officially too old and too married to go to the bars anymore? Is 27… Continue reading Learning to like craft beers

Wednesday Words – Ghostbusters

“Between Jones’ exit from the table and Dippold’s arrival, this same male journalist — while manspreading in his chair, naturally — later comments that, even if a toy company did make figurines of the cast, “little boys would never play with female Ghostbusters action figures.” Ah, yes. Thank you, Mr. Whoever You Are, for coming to set… Continue reading Wednesday Words – Ghostbusters

Root for the home team

I grew up in a city with zero professional sports teams. Then, I went to a college where people only cared about one football game each year. (Okay, we didn’t even care about that game, we just used it as an excuse to start drinking at 8 a.m.) My grad school has a D1 hockey… Continue reading Root for the home team

Wednesday Words – Gwen Stefani

“Ms. Stefani, unguarded and reflective, spoke quickly in torrents of words, pausing only to sip tea from a cup that, like most of her décor, was black and white.” – Caryn Ganz, The New York Times, Gwen Stefani Climbs Back From the Abyss

Poached eggs

Each New Year I can remember since graduating from college, one of my resolutions included some form of learning how to cook. I’ve collected an eclectic shelf of beautifully-designed cookbooks filled with mouthwatering photos of clean, fresh food. And every year I’ve failed.