“We solve crimes. I blog about it; he forgets his pants. I wouldn’t hold out too much hope.”
Tag: pub life
Small plates, snacks and Shake Shack on a Friday night
British Horror Story: The pub doesn’t have food.
Day 3: Scotland or bust
It was Day 3 and we still couldn’t get enough of tea, art, fish + chips, Harry Potter references and good ol’ Scottish drama.
Day 1: Scooting into Scotland
Here are the shenanigans we got up to on our first day on Scotland.
Pubbing and grubbing in Clerkenwell
With sushi and gelato, I’m working on finding balance.
Hauling it to Heathrow
The ups and downs of eight hours of layover time, seven hours of despair, six people to a flat, five kids you know coming to London, three pieces of luggage, two very different flights and one seemingly endless day of travel.
