I’ve only been to Texas once. I flew in on a Tuesday, stayed in a creepy Marriott (I used to think a Marriott was a Marriott… and then I landed in one that shared a driveway with the Diamond Ladies “gentlemen’s club”), worked at a local middle school for a day, and flew out that Thursday. The one time I ate out, there were shrimp hidden in my salad. Having never eaten…
Texas
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Today: Hot sauce in the mailbox.
[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false]After a particularly busy end to the year, I am playing a bit of catch up. I have not one, but two month’s worth of Foodie Pen Pal packages to share. In November, I receive a lovely package from Lindsay, who organizes this…
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Today: Take a breaki for some Reiki.
If you’re reading this, I made it home (mostly) in one piece. After 3 hours of sleep and 11 hours spent in airports and airplanes, I touched down at Logan with just a few hours before the Blues Run, the first race of this year’s…
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Today: Houston, we haaave a blog post.
I knew I was in Texas no longer in Boston when, upon disembarking the plane, I was greeted by a man wearing a camouflaged fanny pack (which was very much visible, for the record). I am experiencing a bit of culture shock, but am happy…