The summer after I graduated from college was one of those turning points in your life that was really hard at the time, but that you long to return to years later, after only mostly the good memories live on under the warm Instagram filter of nostalgia.
After 13 years in Boston, I’m heading down south to move to Raleigh, NC. Before we go, N and I are working on our rather food and drink heavy Boston Bucket List. Some are old favorites, some are new and exciting, and some are places we’ve always meant to go but still haven’t been after all this time. What’s on your local bucket list?
I have spent many nights and devoted many memories to Eastern Standard, although not as many as some of my friends. When I lay it all out like this, and these are nowhere near all of the occasions I’ve spent at ESK, it’s hard to imagine my life without this place.
It feels sometimes like our lives are held together by duct tape and menu planning. Without the weekly menu plan routine, we’d most certainly overspend on groceries, waste food, and end up ordering in most nights anyway. It took us a few months to find our groove, and now that we have I’m not shy about sharing the reasons that we did.
The media would have you believe that all kids are biologically programmed to hate vegetables. To send that message to new parents, and to reinforce it to older kids through advertising, sets families up for nutritional failure.