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Greetings from Carrboro, Miami Beach has it’s own diet. And, of course, there is that equally popular Mediterranean plan to svelte-hood. Both invoke the warm, healthy & carefree thing. (Bacon? What’s bacon?) And then there’s the ever-popular cleanse trend where universally disliked vegetables and lawn trimmings are unendingly force-fed in disguised liquid form. For the same […]

Greetings from Carrboro, Somehow Löwenbräu never inspired me. And as far as I know, my night never actually belonged to Michelob. Though I must admit to a solid stretch of college when I was enamored with drinking Bass Ale. Ok, I admit that it was the cosmopolitan air I assumed radiated from the tall, brown bottle that seduced me more […]

Greetings from Carrboro, I was intrigued. For the second day in a row, he’d set up a yard sale of sorts in the small, fenced front yard. The usual bric-a-brac. A used-that-morning toaster oven. Two wooden, hand-painted captain’s chairs. He was a large man by any standard and lounged on the front porch calling out […]

February 23, 2019 Greetings from Carrboro, I didn’t buy it. Even as a 14 year-old. The trees were all wrong. There was too much dust. And just way too many fashionable cowboy hats. Let’s be real; the entire Dukes of Hazzard set was about as Southern as a toasted onion bagel. With a schmear. Unless by Southern […]

Greetings from Carrboro, Some things you just can’t deny. Because when a thing really becomes a legit thing – not just, you know, an ordinary thing but an actual, honest-to-god THING, well what can you do but happily embrace it with open arms? I know some people will always fight it. That’s a big, 2019 “Hello” to […]

Greetings from Carrboro, Our job is to make it look easy. No matter how busy the night is. Or how hot. Or how cold. No matter if a dishwasher is out sick or if the hand you burned royally the night before screams every time it gets anywhere near heat. You just deal. Half because […]

Greetings from Carrboro, I blame Olivia Newton John. For me, post-Grease, she just was Australia. Or, at least, the part of Australia that wasn’t full of kangaroos and koalas and platypuses. And, come to think of it, even they were ridiculously cute. That island continent was on the other side of the globe, far enough away that hewing my hazy […]

January 15, 2019   Greetings from Carrboro, Each of us took a number. On those warm summer evenings, the Baskin-Robbins on South Blvd was packed. It was always easier to wait on the curb for your number to be called or just to stand outside, lean against mom’s station wagon, and listen to the car […]

Greetings from Carrboro, Desire tells a very human story. It bends and shapes our lives. In big and little ways. If discipline tells us how to do something well, desire insistently tells us why. And if that desire shapes your profession, it requires courage and a profound willingness to fail. There is endless work no one sees and […]

December 27, 2018 Greetings from Carrboro, Happily, we’re in that initial poultry stretch of Christmas. You know, the four calling birds and French hens and doves and that tree-bound partridge part. There’s still a solid amount of luster lingering around the season. It still feels, well, festive. But by the time the band arrives with […]