Author: Britt

Expecting Eloise, Our Birth Story

My sweet Eloise, As we approach your first birthday, I needed to take the time to write down what I remember of what it was like to wait for you, and record the details of the day you finally arrived. Before we know it, you’ll be one, five, eighteen, and that day will be a long ago memory, replaced with new ones of you… How we hoped and wished and waited for you. I remember the day I found out we were expecting you. I couldn’t bring myself to take a home pregnancy test, so I went to the doctor and had her do it for me. I didn’t tell your dad that I was going. The morning I got the phone call, I couldn’t bring myself to pick up the phone. I just waited for the voicemail, went out into the hall, and listened. “You are pregnant,” the message told me. I ran into the apartment, screaming “Jesse! Jesse! I’m pregnant!” And then I started to cry. We lost two babies before you came …

What We Ate (and Drank) On Our Blue Ridge Journey

Every single vacation we plan usually revolves around food—there are few exceptions. Last summer’s trip along the Blue Ridge Parkway, despite the fact that this was a very different style of vacation, was no different. And there was plenty of food to be had—drinks, too. So without my usual lengthly pre-amble, let’s do it. Wilmington, NC While Wilmington isn’t counted as a destination along the Blue Ridge Parkway, (far from it, actually), it was where we began our trip. We’d never pass up an opportunity to revisit the place where we made our first home together, and, when we found out Shakey Graves was playing a night there, nothing was gonna keep me away. Dock Street Oyster Bar Since we scored an awesome house to stay in downtown, it was a short walk to Dock Street Oyster Bar for a pre-concert dinner. Though it’s been in business 18 years, we’d never once been in our college years. I loved the casual environment and simple, well-prepared food. On our plates: The Dock Street Steamer Platter (lots of seafood, corn, and potatoes—I ate lots of …