In Defense of Frivolity

In Defense of Frivolity

One of my closest friends is a journalist, a dubious perk of which is an endless supply of hard-hitting, lucid, humblingly well-written articles funneled my direction. These, along with the slew of timely and important headlines I get from email newsletters, my RSS...
The Generosity of Old Friends is Best with Bratwurst

The Generosity of Old Friends is Best with Bratwurst

Twenty-seven isn’t the typical age for a first camping trip, and the chilly Cascade Mountain range in March might not be the ideal first campsite for a Floridian. But I needn’t have worried: I was chaperoned by my badass Alaskan friend, Piper, her faithful pup,...
Ore-gone and Back Again

Ore-gone and Back Again

I’m writing this from the sky after (finally) spending two weeks in the Pacific Northwest. Having been told by everyone and their suspenders-wearing uncle that Portland was the place for me, I was excited to finally see the magic land where I would supposedly...