SG | Imagine if you will: You're in the middle of a Beach Week and you’re fresh out of beer. You could also use some wine for that lovely spaghetti dinner planned for tomorrow night (you need a break from seafood). You hop in the car and get a good 10 minutes from the rental... Continue Reading →
CG | I’ll be completely honest: I’d never even considered the gardenia as a concept until I heard Dexter Romweber of the Flat Duo Jets inexplicably chanting the words “pink.... gardenia” during ragged breaks in the blazing rockabilly song of the same name. I was led to the Flat Duo Jets by way of the... Continue Reading →
SG | During my last Walmart trip, I found myself staring at a can of boiled peanuts perched on a top shelf in the grocery store-within-a-store. The question was not should I buy these peanuts, but whether to buy the regular or the “Hot & Spicy” variety. I chose the latter, imagining myself cracking the... Continue Reading →
SG | This weekend I spent a solid hour throwing pine straw on the ground. Why wasn’t it on the ground to begin with? you may ask. Well, it was, far away along the sun-dappled rows of some tree farm. Then it was raked and baled, shipped to the hardware store, and delivered to my... Continue Reading →
The Incidentalist 