“I just have to kiss the Blarney Stone!” That was one of the first things my mom said after we decided on our trip to Ireland. I resisted an eye roll, because I get it. When in Rome, you have to throw a coin in Trevi Fountain. When in London, you have
What is it about the mother-daughter dynamic that changes when we get together? The two-week trip to Ireland was the largest amount of time I’ve spent with just my mom since I was in high school. And like high school, she managed to embarrass me everywhere we went. There was
How many times have you said, “I really want to go to [some location]”? But then you just never seem to muster the get up and go, and that statement, that dream travel destination, just hangs in the confines of pleasant conversation, destined to be nothing but a wistful musing during
Our walks have been slower these days. We don’t go nearly as far, and I’m often stopped waiting ahead as he sniffs around the neighbor’s yard. He’s never been a quick dog or even an energetic dog. As a puppy, he found walking the length of the house too strenuous
Melktert, or milk tart, is a custardy treat you’ll find all over South Africa. I fell in love with this little dessert on my first trip there in 2007, and (obviously) not being able to find it in the States, decided to learn to make it myself. This is a
For Valentine’s Day this year, my husband got me two doughnuts from a gas station, took me on a road trip to Saint Augustine for a memorial service for someone I’d never met, and bought me dinner at a fast food restaurant next to the interstate. It was possibly one of
If you haven’t gathered by now, I’m married to a South African. And like any good South African, he loves his meats. See Exhibit A, the picture of my husband and his good friend Clinton at a Super Spar in Port Elizabeth. Notice the slogan behind them: “Meat: Say it
Back in August, I ran across this article on The Huffington Post: These Are The Most Overrated Vacation Destinations, According To HuffPost Readers; although, I’m reluctant to call it an “article” since it’s little more than a list of places with stock photo illustrations. While I believe there is a larger conversation
For most of my childhood and even several years into college, my family vacationed in Garden City, South Carolina. Located south of Myrtle Beach, Garden City is a strip of mostly rental houses, with little more to do than grab a dog at Sam’s Corner or play a game of
