#14: Belly Up To Belly Timber.
I mustache you a question: “What’s your favorite garnish on nachos?” Ours was black beans, no guacamole, no pico de gallo, no chicken, no siracha hot sauce, no… everything. Belly Timber Tavern. Best Time To Go: Tuesday Trivia Night, 8PM. Food: Unconventional sandwiches, duck pizza, pub staples, best nachos this side of the Mississippi.
#13: Furnish An Apt On A Broke Budget.
I didn’t make a lot of money when I lived in Richmond, VA. But resourceful and ambitious, I used whatever flea market, thrift store and consignment knick-knacks I could find. And what did $437 get me? A barely-used IKEA bed, with frame and mattress in mint condition. Black, wall IKEA shelves. A sponge-painted IKEA night-stand. A taste for the finer things in life, like IKEA, apparently. A floor-length, life-size Paris backdrop from a yard sale for $10 bucks. Best of all, amateur interior…
#12: 15 Reasons Why I Moved Back To My College Town.
Did you know there’s more to your college town than meets the college student’s eye? I had no idea either. Turns out there is life in Richmond,VA after college. And it’s unbelievably cool. I’m a week into my new post-college town living. And already I’ve found a confluence of diverse restaurants outside campus, way better coffee shops not run by freshman baristas, OTBT places I didn’t have a car to get to before, way more money to work with,…
#11: Get Running Therapy In DC.
What’s the best way to clear a writer’s mind? On a run. On cobblestone streets and packed sidewalks. In busy cities and industrial neighborhoods. With the morning sunshine and street noise to your back, and clear skies and inspiring architecture straight ahead. Today is my clear-the-mind kind of day. One hour and three minutes, two damp socks, 47 preloaded songs and a new life plan later, I’m ready for the next adventure. But more on that in the next post. Right now, I’m still sweaty…
#10: A Lucky, Wedding-Filled Summer.
Returning home from New Orleans was heartbreaking but in hindsight, I found the silver lining in the cloud: When you’re direction-less at the end of a crazy, fun summer, the best way to find it again is seeing a friend get married. My best friend since the 8th grade, Kat, was getting married to her best friend Rogers, and she asked me to be a Bridesmaid. Before she could finish and spout off the venue and flowers, I screamed…