‘Tis the season to paint the town orange, apparently, and frankly I feel like I am being pummeled by one giant pumpkin every time I leave the house. To my right is a pumpkin-infused this, to my left is a pumpkin-flavored that, and straight ahead is a mound of pumpkins in the flesh, begging to … Continue Reading
Bubba said, “Shrimp is the fruit of the sea.” Lindsay says: “By golly, truer words have never been spoken!” However, Bubs, I believe you were a bit negligent when you detailed different shrimp dishes for Forrest (“Dey’s uh, shrimp kabobs, shrimp creole, shrimp gumbo, pan-fried, deep-fried, stir-fried…”). In the four days that you droned on … Continue Reading
…but thankfully I can still type. Before I dish the deets on this South American utopia, I’d like to dedicate this post to my friend Alex, who guided me through Ecuador with her personalized recommendations of what to do while there (“No Lindsay, you would die if you tried to climb that mountain. How about … Continue Reading
