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Oh My Memphis BBQ

interstate best bbq memphis

One thing Kendrick and I both had on our shortlist of Must-Dos: eat Memphis BBQ. I googled and consulted my Road Trip America book and Twitter-sourced, and what we ultimately decided on was the chicken and ribs at Interstate BBQ.

The place is not pretty. It looks kind of like a run-down fast-food joint, and is located right off of (like, basically on top of) the interstate (hence the name). The plates could have come straight out of a 1980s cafeteria, and the service, while friendly, is very much in the "whaddya want?" vein.

But OH MY FOOD. We made our picks based on Yelp reviews, and ended up with pork ribs, a half chicken, potato salad, beans, coleslaw, a side of BBQ spaghetti (which is what it sounds like: spaghetti tossed with slow-cooked pork and BBQ sauce), and fountain sodas the size of basketballs. And we ate (and drank) it all, and our son said "MMM THIS IS DELICIOUS!" over and over and over. (Weirdly, you want to know what my favorite part was? The coleslaw. And I don't particularly like coleslaw, so this both makes no sense and speaks to some kind of weird sorcery happening with however they make their coleslaw in this place.)

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Packed And Ready To Go (Video)

how to pack up your house

Over the weekend, I discovered a previously unknown talent of mine.

I am really, really, bizarrely good at taping up boxes.

I know this may not sound like an especially noteworthy talent, but both Kendrick and my mother, upon seeing me attack a box with a roll of tape, said something to the effect of, "Whoa. You're pretty efficient there" (or, to be more precise, Kendrick said "Holy s--t, what are you doing to that box?").

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Present Obsession: All The Rugs In The World

turkish red rug living room vintage

I can't own rugs.

Or...I mean, one day maybe I'll be able to own a rug. When I have a serious, sit-down conversation with my dogs about what activities are and are not appropriate to engage in when confronted with a rug (or maybe when I suck it up and finally hire someone who knows what they're doing to train my untrainable little disasters).

But oh god, my rug fantasies. I have so many of them. White rugs, patterned Turkish rugs, cowhide rugs, pink rugs (ooo pink rugs)...love them all. Want them all.

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A New Twist On Tradition

unique mother's day flowers gift

Everybody gets their mother flowers for Mother’s Day; it’s kind of a rule. But there’s no rule that says that those flowers have to be boring.

There’s nothing wrong with a pretty bunch of tulips or roses, but you know what’s even better? A floral creation that says that the gift-giver has taken the time to notice something singular about the recipient – whether it’s the fact that she adores succulents, that nothing makes her happier than the color blue…or that she just doesn’t have time in her life to deal with one single more thing, and that any plant that she’s given better be able to fend for itself.

Because isn’t that the point of Mother’s Day, really: to show all of the moms in our lives, whether it’s a mother in-law or good friend who just had a child, that it’s the little, unique things about them that we love the most?

Recipes

Heirloom Tomato, Cucumber & Avocado Salad

Yay for easy, pretty salads that taste as good as they look.

This is the kind of dish that is all about the ingredients, so they really do have to be as good as you can get - and right now we're heading into prime farmer's market season...so: get them now. And then get them again next week. And then get them over and over until fall rolls around and you can no longer get them.

I probably make this salad with 90% off my spring and summertime meals; it's that good. (And it takes thirty seconds to make, which is nice, too.)