“Travel is more than the seeing of sights,” proposes Miriam Beard. “It is the change that goes on, deep and permanent, in the ideas of the living.” By Beard’s definition, (and I readily admit to adopting it as my own credo), travel can occur halfway around the world or a mere two steps from my front door. To whit, I’ve divided my favorite travel posts between destinations and dining (because a genuine appreciation for food makes any moment a moveable feast.)
Edisto Island, SC – The favorite family vacation spot. The place we always come back to. The place that feels most like home away from home.
Lourmarin, France – The heaven on earth vacation spot. The place we imagine drenched in sun, radiating like a sunflower’s face, slipping by like a good glass of wine. The place that feels like an impressionist’s painting come to life.
New York, NY – The “Why don’t I live here?” spot. The place that makes our blood boil, our wallet empty, and our dreams reshape in slightly more crowded, slightly grittier, slightly more exciting fashions. The place of the best wedding to date.
Phoenix, AZ – The going back to my roots spot. The place of desert sun, ballet classes, kindergarten recess, and chosen family. The place of a moment in desert time.
Pittsburgh, PA (Strip District) – The “home” spot. The place I journeyed to for college and stayed. The place where, no matter how much I travel, always tempts me back with rivers, bridges, nationalities, food, culture, and zero traffic. The place that I call my favorite spot within my “home” spot.
Troyes, France – The hidden gem of France spot. The place that’s barely mentioned in guidebooks. The place where for a day or two, champagne, foie gras, and medieval architecture delight simultaneously the ears, eyes, and mouth.
Recommended Dining (Pittsburgh)
La Gourmandine ($)
Cathedral Café ($$)
Udipi Café ($)
Avenue B ($$$)
Legume Bistro ($$$)