After many months of contemplation I decided to take a leap of faith, leave the bay area , and move back home. (Graceland, Graceland Memphis, TN....) My few years of post grad lollygagging have been fantastic, but it is time to move forward and--- dun dun dun--- grow up! I'm getting back to my southern roots, taking some time to ground, and figure out what I want from this incredible experience some sum up in one word, life.
Now you may be asking yourself, "What does this have to do with adventures in cooking, baking, and cheese making?". The short answer: everything. The long one: when I finally told my parents I had decided to embrace my southern roots once more, my dad jumped at the opportunity for the most epic father/daughter road trip ever. Immediately Pops began to scour the web and the local bookstores for advice on how to capitalize on the situation. He did an incredible job. His idea: two foodies eating their way through the southern United States. My job: to blog about it. Over the next ten days look out for photos and reviews of some of the best places to eat, drink, and be merry.
I may have left my heart in San Francisco, but I definitely remembered to bring my appetite. Stay tuned... and as always Bon Appetit!
***My dad was concentrating very hard on making his sign in this picture thus the furrowed brow. We are not hard. We tried.
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