They call it the local’s living room, whoever “they” are, they aren’t wrong.

They call it the local’s living room, whoever “they” are, they aren’t wrong.
Mint iced coffee, some sort of ricotta pancakes, yes please again and again.
Tacos + Margs w00t
Home of the original.
Red pants, green circles, and the side of my head.
I mean, it’s Iowa.
Bacon Basil Brie waffle + Peanut Butter Latte in the home of my alma mater. A+ out of you, Syracuse.
When in town to run a half marathon, what does a girl need above all else? Surprisingly not *more* lululemon. A girl needs CARBS, and the scones from Creme de la Crumb are the most perfect pre-race fuel ever.
Sit down, Voodoo. Blue Star are the BEST donuts in Portland, hands down. Don’t @ me.
Even if you have zero ties to Boston, get yourself a Green Monster.
How to kill an afternoon when your flight gets delayed by 12 hours? Switchbacks for DAYS.
This excursion was part of one of the most fun spur-of-the-moment trips I’ve ever gone on. 10/10 would recommend.