I am a creature of habit. My daily lunch pail consists of whatever leftovers in my refrigerator at home are closest to spoiling without being bad. I follow the dietary version of the “The Price is Right” rules: “closest without going over.” I also do not have an emotional relationship with food. I eat what … Continue reading Five Atlanta Friday lunch finds
I don’t know about where you live, but here in the thriving suburban paradise of Lilburn, Georgia, (AKA “Thrillburn”) we’ve been losing our power with some regularity as of late. I have felt these recent outages acutely. They struck during the early morning hours when few people would care that the power is out because … Continue reading The power is out (again)
One of the hazards of my line of work is that I often find myself in the company of mascots. How can you not love Petey? He's a petrel. He's got amazing moves. He likes Chick fil-A chicken biscuits. I have grown more comfortable interacting with mascots over time, but in my early years, I … Continue reading Let’s hear it for the mascots
My ambivalence toward college football has reached new heights. I don’t even know how to calculate which week of the season it is, but in real time, they have been playing college football games since August 29, which was classified by ESPN as “Week 0.” (This nonsensical measurement of time is in the same category … Continue reading I can’t quit college football
When we first moved to Lilburn, Ga., way back in “aught three,” we developed a metric to identify when it would feel like home: My Darling Beloved and I knew Lilburn was home when we took our then two-year-old son, Barron, to Bruster’s for an ice cream and saw someone we knew. I can’t recall … Continue reading Seeing people you know
I don’t know about you, but I’m a little rusty when it comes to Shakespeare. Ol’ Willie Shakes and I have a history. We had some issues over “Macbeth” back in college (a long and hilarious story for another time), but I relied on his Sonnet 116 to propose to my Darling Beloved. A few … Continue reading Brush up Your Shakespeare
When a species has a specific geographical location in its name, it’s just common sense that the species would call that place home. I’m not clear if “Tasmanian Devil” is a whole species or just the one on the Bugs Bunny cartoons, but I am clear that I have never seen one outside of Tasmania. … Continue reading Atlanta Geese
I'm not quite sure how we managed to do this, but we crammed not one but two life-giving experiences of live music into our packed schedules in the last seven days. While the ticket prices may have made us poorer in the short run, the head-clearing, hand-clapping, jaw-dropping wonder that swelled our hearts definitely made … Continue reading From Steep Canyon Rangers to Samara Joy
I recently discovered a 24-year-old reality TV show, and I am obsessed. Streaming live for free on the internet since 2012, this show airs most days between 9 a.m. and noon from January to the first few days of April. Occasionally there are special episodes that run longer or even air at night, and there … Continue reading My new favorite reality TV show
In the New South, we have so many choices on where to eat out, my Darling Beloved and I resort to the process of elimination, filtering by geography to narrow our voluminous choices. It goes something like this: Me: What do you want to go for dinner tonight? DB: I don’t care. You pick a … Continue reading Get thee to a ‘meat and three’
