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Greetings from Carrboro, It was so damn frustrating. I’d sit on the roof of my mom’s white Dodge station wagon, impatiently watching the boats move slowly along the Intracoastal Waterway. We were in a line of parked cars waiting for the bridge to open across to Ocean Isle, our shimmering island destination on the other […]

Greetings from Carrboro, I tried to do the math. And failed. But I feel pretty confident that something like 600 people have worked at Acme over the years. Some for 20 days. And others for 20 years. A fair number came straight out of central casting for restaurants. In a band? Check. Tattoos? Check. Prefers […]

Greetings from Carrboro, There’s an age-old saying: Good food takes time. Braising short ribs for eight hours. Smoking pork overnight, low and slow. Some meals take even longer. This one has been six years in the making. Cross my heart. We set up in the yard in front of his brewery. It had been a […]

Seeking: Mysterious with a Manhattan You: professional and smart. A laugh that charmed the room. Even from across the restaurant, I knew that you were the one. But so did everyone else. You were my perfect cocktail – straight up but never shaken. Obviously, we both love the finer things in life. The hum of a […]

Greetings from Carrboro, We haven’t resorted to leg warmers. Yet. Or gotten out that Tae Bo “Get Ripped” DVD that I bought in a late-night online fitness spasm in 2004. But I am beginning to think that if Richard Simmons suddenly came out with a “Sweatin’ to the Oldies – Restaurant Edition,” we might just […]

Greetings from Carrboro, If you have ordered Acme To-Go recently, you’ve seen the “living wage service charge” on your receipt. Because transparency and integrity is at the beating heart of our business, we want to explain to you directly about this charge. Please read about it here, as well as on the flyer below that […]

Greetings from Carrboro, Hope is a fragile thing. As my father would say, “That and 25 cents will buy you a cup of coffee.” My dad liked to play the role of the familial pragmatist; it was his paternal armor. Whether explaining that every beer was exactly the same or the “scientific” fact that successful people […]

Greetings from Carrboro, We try. But North Carolina doesn’t really get “festive.” It’s just not part of our social DNA. Most of our festivals are awash in the requisite homespun pottery, strawberry jam, and wood carvings of cute farm animals. And Raleigh’s annual nighttime shindig is to gather and watch a rather large man-made acorn slowly […]

Greetings from Carrboro, He’d stop religiously. Whether it was cement-block houses on the edge of small farming towns between Charlotte and Myrtle Beach or store fronts in run-down business districts, the colorful, hand-painted signs drew him like a moth to a flame. Tea leaves, crystal balls, coffee grounds, palms – he couldn’t get enough. The […]