Morrie pants, as I look around at the towering trees. It’s quiet.
adventures
City Pics | A Day In Buffalo
The Most Beautiful Coffee Shop in The World
I visited Tipico, a coffee shop near downtown Buffalo during my road trip the other day. Open space, lots of coffee, and a kickass playlist.
That Time I Drove To Buffalo | Travel Essays
She furrows her brow for a moment, scribbling down another name on the piece of receipt paper. “Lucy!” she calls excitedly towards the back of the shop. “Where else should she go?”
South Wedge | Neighborhoods
The wife beater clad teen yells obscenities at me. We’re standing on South Ave, he’s just approached me and asked to bum a cigarette. I tell him I don’t have one, after asking him to repeat what he said.
Storm Clouds
I took a drive up to Lake Ontario and the Port of Rochester. A storm was brewing.
Rochester’s Revival | Travel Essays
I’m sitting uneasily on a stool of an unexpectedly cool brewery.
Bóooooonus Piggggggg
Shortly after one arrives in Iceland, one realizes a simple truth: food is really f$%#ing expensive.
This Coffee is Gadzooks
Very much like my relationship with Rochester, my relationship with coffee is complicated. I didn’t always like coffee, or find much use for it.
Ganondagan Trail
We went on a hike at Ganondagan today. I snapped a pic of Morris mid-sniff.