Today, a different kind of love story. Last spring, we were on our way home from Montreal, and we had plans to stop at Aimée Wimbush-Bourque‘s house. She and I had never met in person before, but we’d corresponded over email a bit when my first book came out, and I’d sent her a note…
where to stay in montreal (or really anywhere)
Joey and I have been to Montreal together four times, and with each trip, we seem to get a little bit closer to actually living there. The first time, we stayed at The Auberge Bonaparte, in the old port. It was our honeymoon and we splurged on a real hotel, the nicest place I’d ever…
the beginning
So there I am, in the cockpit of my tiny all-manual-in-every-way silver Saturn. It’s 12 years ago, nearly exactly, and I’m driving because at this point (a few months into our relationship) Joey does not know how to operate a stick shift. (He would later go on to become really good at it. I’d teach…
walking
What can we call this week? This week, between Christmas and the New Year, when the frenzy is over, but we’re still taking a break from the rest of life? We’re still living on chocolate bars from the stockings, and we forget to eat lunch. This is the week, every year, when Sadie gets a…
first of the month: stories of road food
Joey and I have been kicking around a dream for a while. This is what it looks like: We buy a travel plaza off the Mass Pike. A whole travel plaza, or maybe just part of one since I’m not sure if we really want to own a gas station. And let’s just catapult ourselves there,…
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