SG | My appreciation of bourbon has gone through several evolutions over the years. Mellowed and aged, if you will. In college, I had a penchant for what is the gateway cocktail for many burgeoning bourbon lovers: Jim Beam and Coke. In a mason jar. My roommates and I developed a “set it and forget... Continue Reading →
SG | I live in North Carolina. It’s March. That can only mean one thing, sports fans. Time to write about football. Basketball passions run white-hot here in the Tar Heel State, but truth be told, I’m still warming up the game. As a product of the SEC, football fandom has always come more naturally... Continue Reading →
SG | I recently read an essay by a nervous Southern transplant to California. I believe he was from Georgia. (I would love to link to it, though it's been lost to the perpetual scroll of my browser window.) Said Southerner was doing quite a bit of hand-wringing over a perceived erosion in his accent.... Continue Reading →
CG & SG | We were extravagantly spoiled growing up. Each Thanksgiving and Christmas, we were dressed slightly fancier than usual and driven the scant half mile to our grandparents' house, where dinner was ready and waiting. Granny was likely finishing some prep work, but we were oblivious to it, either listening to Pop catch... Continue Reading →
The Incidentalist 