We’ll probably never sleep in that tent. My husband keeps promising (threatening?) me that he’s going to take me camping somewhere in North Georgia for a fun weekend…
When I was growing up my best friend’s mom had a sign in her kitchen. “Eat to live, don’t live to eat.” I never really understood why you…
One of the best parts of my job is seeing all the new gift items. Here are several of my favorites for 2011.
The place: St. Regis Atlanta The drink: Sparkling wine, and a cuppa tea I know exactly where I’ll be the afternoon of Black Friday. And there…
The place: Napali Coast, Kauai The drink: Wine. More Wine. Wine. Unless you like beer. “The first two miles are the easy part,” I heard a crew member…
The place: Southern Art and Bourbon Bar The drink: Bourbon and ginger beer. But only a few sips, I promise. This was lunch after all. She needs a…
My favorite winter sport is snow tubing – there is zero talent involved beyond being able to find my hat and gloves – and the only dangerous element…
It’s a sweet twist on that classic story. Boy meets girl. Boy eats pie. Boy and girl get married and eat pie happily for every after. That’s the…
Admit it – nothing makes us feel as special as being allowed access to somewhere others can’t go. Otherwise how would you explain “VIP sections” that are merely…
If I were King of the World, or at least Undersecretary of All Things Travel, I’d mandate that every airport with more than one terminal have a hotel…