September 12, 2013

The Royal Hawaiian, Waikiki Beach, Honolulu, HI USA

You would not believe the story that landed me on Waikiki Beach. It started in Boston, had a brief stop in Auckland (New Zealand), a gorgeous 36 hours in San Francisco, and a direct flight to Honolulu where Rachel would be arriving later tonight from a business trip to Australia. That story will have to […]

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August 7, 2013

Mirasol’s Café, Dartmouth, MA USA

“Eizeh Yom, what a GORGEOUS day!” I proudly exclaimed to Rachel on our Sunday morning walk to Starbucks. We both agreed today deserved the beach. And with that, Rachel and I were on a spontaneous trip to Horseneck Beach, just over an hour from Boston in Dartmouth Massachusetts. Rachel knew Dartmouth well, so I let […]

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July 22, 2013

Chatham Village Cafe, Chatham, MA USA

We were hungry after walking around the elbow of Chatham. My first time in Cape Cod, Chatham was one of those places I had heard wonderful things about. It seemed like paradise on The Cape… that was before I went, of course. “Tourist Central” probably would be a more accurate appellation. Yes, it was beautiful, […]

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June 28, 2013

O’Charley’s, Nashville Airport (BNA), TN USA

The sign caught my eye: “Good food, Good times. Come on it for good food.” “Good” wasn’t the most exciting word, but the redundancy is what got me. I had walked around the airport for a solid 30 minutes – O’Charley’s was the only spot with a club sandwich and with my hunger at an […]

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June 19, 2013

Earl of Sandwich, Boston, MA USA

I was on my way to Bonnaroo music festival and I knew having a solid meal before the trip commenced would start me off well. But at the domestic section of Terminal E that Southwest and AirTran fly out of? Hmmm… That wasn’t where I was expecting to find ample food choices. I had been […]

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May 25, 2013

Café Fleur De Lis, New Orleans, LA USA

“Thank god Josh sent me in the wrong direction,” I thought, clutching my new pair of shorts as I headed to the chosen brunch spot. Packing in haste had left me with only pants – not the best outerwear for Jazz Fest, and walking around New Orleans I was already sweating even before we made […]

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