Maine: A Love Story – Part 2
The gothic half of a Maine trip: a Boston Spenser pilgrimage, a tropical storm, the easternmost point, a Bar Harbor ghost tour, and Stephen King’s gate.
The gothic half of a Maine trip: a Boston Spenser pilgrimage, a tropical storm, the easternmost point, a Bar Harbor ghost tour, and Stephen King’s gate.
Every fall, Zach and I take a week and go somewhere. Late September, early October, right before the holiday season turns into a demolition derby. We started it in 2019 and it has become the most protected week on our calendar. Tucson one year. Jekyll and Cumberland Island another. A big loop through Las Vegas…
You can’t drive the South from Atlanta to Tulsa without driving through its history of racial and tribal injustice. What eleven hours and five states are actually made of.
Six days into a Tulsa road trip: a Route 66 bridge that sings Woody Guthrie, the best Moroccan tagine of my life, Tex-Mex since 1953, and two right slippers
: I came home from Tulsa obsessed with El Rancho Grande’s peanut butter jalapeños. The dish, the plan to recreate it, and a bacon-on-the-Kamado idea.
Six days into a Tulsa road trip: a Route 66 bridge that sings Woody Guthrie, the best Moroccan tagine of my life, Tex-Mex since 1953, and two right slippers
Posted from the Napoleon Hotel in Memphis, with my feet up and something cold from the cooler. Well, y’all. I made it halfway. This week’s roundup comes to you from Memphis, where I’m crashing for the night before the second half of the drive to Tulsa tomorrow morning. My friend Anna is meeting me for…
I’m back from vacation and it was an amazing, relaxing, joyful, food-filled week. Settle in for a bunch of photos and a fried oyster recipe at the end (or, if you’d rather, skip the narrative and go straight to the recipe at the end of the post). This past winter, in the middle of a…
I had an opportunity to spend a little bit of vacation time in Austin last month. Although I was born in Dallas, I consider Austin my hometown; it’s where I went to high school and college and spent the most formative years of my life. Central Texas has always held a special place in my…
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