One of first dates was spent behind the handlebars, racing down a bus tunnel with bellies full of froyo. We biked our way through Vernon to Giverny, up to Monet’s gardens and back again. We pedaled along train tracks to a rusty old bridge in East Providence, and crossed a bridge over the Seine to meet a whirring train headed for Paris.
Of course, if we’re not biking, please find us brunching. Oh, pretty please.
Savory crêpes, sweet pancakes, miso fettuccini, we’ve brunched it all. No discrimination. Many a pilgrimmage in Paris led to golden eggs and spicy avocado toast.
So a Monday dedicated to biking from Barrington to Bristol for brunch? Bliss.
a time to build up, a time to break down a time to dance, a time to mourn a time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together.
As they say, to everything, there is a season. There has been much food, culture, and luxuriating in my favorite little state these past few weeks. I’m looking forward to getting back into my tea and homework tours soon, but for now, we turn turn turn…
It was a very girly-girl weekend here in Providence. Our friend, Emilee, was in town from NYC for a few days, and boy did we take advantage! We made a trip to Newport to check out the nightlife, brunched at The Beehive in Bristol (one of my all-time FAVORITES) as well as The Grange on Providence’s west end (next time we’re going back for those make-your-own mimosas!), spent Sunday afternoon picking apples at Sweet berry Farm in Middletown, then capped off the weekend with a picnic in Prospect Park. Emilee is quickly becoming one of our favorite guests to host; She always knows how to make us laugh until we’re crying, and having a fun-loving, non-New-Englander friend in tow creates the perfect opportunity to indulge in those lovely seasonal activities we may have otherwise overlooked. Rhode Island is home to some wonderful hidden gems. Staycations are underrated. Stay tuned for more…