From the category archives:
In all of the East Coast cities I’ve inhabited, going down south meant leaving for a kinder, gentler, please-and-thank-you region of the country. Not so, this go. This time, going south means leaving the friendly beach town (and my mother’s condo) I’ve been enjoying for three work-free months, and settling into the Miami area. Literally, the last place I expected to [...]
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I’ve finally stopped looking upward (hoping to find something akin to Virginia’s 50-ft. canopy of trees) and started looking outward. That’s really all you can do in Florida, for miles and miles and miles. It takes getting used to—the exposure, the expanse, the lack of hiding places, as seen in this fisherman’s near-fatal run-in with [...]
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(Ironic, that Homer Simpson calls Florida “America’s Wang.” A wang it may be, but its powers are clearly waning.)
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Although it would be handy with all of the pools, creeks, and puddles around central Florida.
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Getting used to the fact that three-hour road trips look pretty much the same, beginning to end.
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I’m sure I won’t be able to re-create this after I’m long gone from Florida, but it’s always nice to gather ideas here and there. This is Happy Healthy Human’s taco salad platter: a “meaty” walnut pate, avocados, and their own version of dairy-free “sour cream,” stuffed in collard-green wraps, set upon a bed of fresh greens, [...]
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I’m still slumming it on the beach in Melbourne, Florida, hanging out with family. My plan to was to be out of here within weeks, living and working in Miami. But neither the jobs nor the city itself are calling to me all that much. In the meantime, I keep making discoveries that are surprisingly sweet. This morning, a two-for-one: [...]
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