Wine. I feel like the day you can truly appreciate wine is the day you become an adult. I started drinking wine when I was 21. A sorority sister informed me that you could fit a whole bottle of wine in a bubba keg and I was sold. Classy, I know. Back then I tended… Read More
When I flip through my family’s vacation photos, I always notice one common thread: food. Whether it’s a big bowl of seafood pasta, gigantic garlic rolls dripping in butter and garlic, or a big plate of spicy caribbean chicken wings from the No Name Pub, we have photos of them. The food may be long gone,… Read More
Maybe it’s the upcoming romantic holiday, but I can’t help but compare my visit to Cape Town to a short, torrid love affair. I marveled, wined and dined, cried tears of happiness, gasped in surprise, felt the pang of disappointment, elation, and continuously found myself swept up into the beauty of it all. I can’t… Read More
