There are days when being grounded into a single place is no longer comforting, but consuming. I sit and try to pinpoint exactly what it is about “the road” that I long for so fiercely on those days. Is it the freedom, the newness, the unknown? It may be all three, or more. It may... Continue Reading →
“Grown-Up” Mac ‘n Cheese
It’s been hot out…really hot. Sticky, humid, disgusting, NYC-in-the-summer-that-everybody-dreads hot. It’s the kind of hot that forces New Yorkers to flee the city on weekends like scattering bugs. 26 summers here and I still haven’t gotten used to the feeling of an extra humid July/August. I know that down south (and many of the places... Continue Reading →
A Tribute to the Food of NYC Past
NYC is an amazing city, but it can be an overwhelming place to settle back into after being almost anywhere else. Urban or rural, non-New York is just about always going to feel low-key and tame in comparison to the total madness of this congested island. Coming back from my 2-week road trip was no... Continue Reading →
“Home”
We flew back Saturday night after turning in our (considerably dirtier) rental car in San Francisco. I stared out the tiny oval window of the airplane at some of the same roads I’d taken over the past two weeks (which felt like two months) and had a stronger affinity towards gazing those winding paths than... Continue Reading →
We rose bright and early to clean out our car and bring some order to the whole situation before hitting the road, as our trunk and back seat were beginning to resemble a freshman frat house. Upon approaching our vehicle in the a.m. we noticed some strange dirt-colored dusty markings on the seam between the... Continue Reading →
California SUN!
Crossing the border into California, we saw the lake peak out over the horizon and happily settled into our home for the night. For an extra $20, we got a 7th floor tower room in Tahoe City (the north end) which had a freaking amazing view of the lake and a shared balcony. The room... Continue Reading →
Crossing the Nevada Desert
Our plan for the day was to go against GPS advice and take route 305 down toward highway 50, which is known as “America’s Loneliest Road”. We were skeptical as to whether this road would really be any lonelier than the half a dozen middle-of-nowhere roads we’d taken so far, but it was worth a... Continue Reading →
Salt Lake City Proud
We realized a few days before our arrival that we would be making it into Salt Lake City smack dab in the middle of gay pride weekend. Completely unsure about how a Utah pride festival would be, we booked a hotel right in downtown and had no expectations. At the very least, we were excited... Continue Reading →
Canyons and Cows in the Road
We checked out early and left little Panguitch after spending a few minutes blow-drying our sneakers from our river-walking the day before. We headed for Bryce Canyon, where we took the main scenic drive through the park and stopped at various overlooks. The park reminded me a lot of the Grand Canyon but, dare I... Continue Reading →
Jurassic Park? Time to Walk in the River
The next day we made our way to Zion National Park, which the ranger at the Rocky Mountains said reminded him a lot of Jurassic Park. We decided to make a quick stop at a Walmart to try to pick up some cheap tank tops, as we didn’t pack properly for the desert heat we... Continue Reading →