Bitches who Brunch are in Key Largo and experience culture shock. Excerpt: As this isn’t Washington, New York, or Europe—places with high price points where the Bitches are accustomed to brunching, my jaw dropped when I saw the low prices. Less than four dollars for French toast? Photos.
If you move out of DC like the Slow Cook did, you can get different kinds of pets: Meet Our Cow Emily.
A story from Thailand about Dengue Fever and a writer in search of something. The Girl With the Traveling Blue Shoes. Excerpt: I came to Thailand for the adventure, though just as much in search of a story. But halfway through of our month away, I can’t quite put my finger on just what the story is.
In her singleness, the Green Canary does something new, and writes: This weekend I did something I’d never done before: I went to the movies by myself.
Two in DC stay at the Inn at Little Washington and offer a report, with photos, of this famed venue.
Lagniappe likes books and can’t imagine her world without them. But she has a special place for the books of her youth.