No. 111 - A Secret Cigar in the Blue Ridge Mountains
586 words. 2 Minute Read.
Located two and a half hours from Atlanta, Cashiers and its neighboring towns are where wealthy Southerners have been summering for the past century. When it’s ninety-six degrees and the air is stale in Atlanta, it’s in the mid-seventies and breezy in these hilltop villages where golf reigns supreme.
No. 110 - My Cousin & San Francisco
622 Words. 2 Minute Read.
I used to travel to San Francisco a few times each year for pleasure. I had a cousin who lived there and would let me crash on her couch. She was an artist who lived among antique typewriters, old furniture, and knick-knacks that were as organized as they were eclectic.
No. 109 - Alone in Aspen
444 Words. 2 Minute Read.
The St. Moritz is sparse but comfy; the bedrooms have no televisions—just a chest of drawers, communal showers, and coffee in a 1980s lobby.
No. 107 - Graydon Carter, Pulp, and Delusion
655 Words. 2 Minute Read.
I proceeded to enjoy two cups of coffee, a bowl of Grape-Nuts, and a tall glass of pulp-free orange juice. It blows my mind that pulp is still an option. The fact that there are people who prefer waxy flakes in their orange juice is beyond all comprehension.