We’re done with all that happy crying and humany-wumany things (you had to watch the special to know what I’m talking about) and now were curled up under new electric blankets and admiring our teeny tiny Christmas tree. Since this was our first Christmas on our lonesome we decided to forgo the elaborate 8-course dinner … Continue reading »
Category Archives: Outside the Limits
knife-less and proud
Its been over a month since we moved to Boston but I’m still slowly learning the cultural nuances of the city. For instance, nearly all of the gas stations here still provide the traditional automotive services that used to be the norm, like oil changes, tire work, and engine repair. Back home, and most other … Continue reading »
Edible Scavenger Hunt; or, BU Gastronomy Orientation
Usually, the first day of school is full of fashion anxiety and worry over what the kids will think about the contents of your lunch box. Fortunately, I’m no longer in primary school, but the terror of meeting new people never goes away. Unlike in primary school, I didn’t have anyone to drop me off … Continue reading »
Austin to Boston with Lemon Drops
We now officially live in Boston. Despite the earthquake and then the hurricane, the boxes are mostly unpacked, the kitchen was the first thing set-up, the cats have found their new favourite napping spots and I’ve come to realise that there is no such thing as good local coffee here. We asked our neighbours and … Continue reading »
Boston: The Land Beyond What-a-Burger
Boston is known for many things. To us Southerners, Boston is stereotypically Irish, or maybe Italian. Both of which I found out to be historically accurate, at least according to my plane-ride neighbour, who gave me a detailed breakdown of Boston’s least savoury boroughs. I can understand the Italian. There is literally two pizza places … Continue reading »
Outside the Limits: The Roadhouse and Bastrop State Park
As a native Texan, I tend to have a wide scope of favourite food stuffs. I can’t seem to limit myself to simply exploring Austin-proper. I like my peaches from Stonewall, my pecans from North Texas, my strawberries Poteet-ish and can’t eat any grapefruit unless its has a Rio Grande Valley accent. Basically, I consider … Continue reading »
Adventures of A Foodways Texas Intern: A Gulf Coast Gatherin’
I just happened upon this internship. I just happened to know someone with sway. I just happen to also completely love the heck out of it. Despite the convenient three-hour credit indicated on my course roster, this internship has been, well, breezy. Working from home, emailing to and fro, having work meetings at places like … Continue reading »