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July 24th, 2026   Greetings from Carrboro, My dad knew a guy. And in high school, one phone call to him could make me a demi-god of sorts. I know, I know; it sounds like a bad line from some mafioso movie. And, cross my heart, my father was no cigar smoking figure in an […]

July 17th, 2026 Greetings from Carrboro, We had to take a detour. In the summer, getting to Highway 17 around Myrtle Beach is never easy. Especially driving from North Carolina. But this was really bad. Even for July. The road was a parking lot of pickups and minivans just waiting to overheat, each and every one stuffed with beach […]

June 29th, 2026 Greetings from Carrboro, It’s not every day that you get to use the word jubilee. Or every month, for that matter. Honestly, just try to trot out jubilee in any normal conversation; it’s not easy. Because casually getting up from the dinner table and proclaiming, “well, that was quite a jubilee!” will […]

June 18th, 2026 Greetings from Carrboro, Among all the various things that may adorn a dining room table, the international sports world has a thing for cups. We are just besieged by them. The Stanley Cup. The World Cup. The Ryder Cup. Basically, if you beat another country, you get a cup. Period. You’d think […]

June 4th, 2026 Greetings from Carrboro, My daughters hate Father’s Day. Honestly, I’m surprised that the haranguing hasn’t started yet. They’d rather shave their heads than get trapped doomscrolling trying to find something to give me as a gift. So they text and email and call begging me to give them a list of things […]

May 29, 2026 Greetings from Carrboro, The convection oven is set at 450 degrees. After rolling out the dough, we use the three-inch cutter and lay them out in a honeycomb pattern. Once in the oven, the temperature is lowered to 425. Generally, it takes 16 minutes—give or take. The bits of leftover dough are […]

May 1st, 2026 Greetings from Carrboro, If you’re feeling a little anxious, I get it. You stumble into May and there it is, staring you in the face. Mom-ageddon. It’s like Valentine’s Day, but substituting children for cupid, their cherubic, arrow slinging herald. I’m not saying moms aren’t romantic – please – just commenting that […]

April 23rd, 2026 Greetings from Carrboro, People say the damnedest things. Mostly out of habit. I was stunned when no one on our staff had ever heard someone showing off labeled as a hot dog. Not a one. Of course that was just my history not lining up with theirs in so many ways but, […]

April 20th, 2026 Greetings from Carrboro, I don’t know if a rom-com has ever won an Oscar. But I seriously doubt it. Just as I doubt that Emily in Paris is going to win an Emmy anytime soon. Or either will, you know, Outer Banks. Of course that’s not that I’ve personally ever watched them, […]

April 16th, 2026 Greetings from Carrboro, It’s easy to rationalize. The list of the pros and cons surrounding most fateful choices usually aligns with the decision we’ve already made. Discerning divine providence and some degree of self-congratulatory wisdom are deeply preferred to looking back with any hint that we might have screwed up. And where […]