We live on two levels, the realistic level and the fantastic level, observed Tennessee Williams. Guests weren’t sure what to expect when Hendrick’s Gin launched the month of Halloween with an event in Boston that evoked the spookiness of blending the two levels. Staged at Space 57 at the Revere Hotel, Hendrick’s Voyages into the… Read More Night of the Unusual
On Wednesday, this city mouse took a long drive outside my natural habitat. First stop was a step back in time at the enormous Vermont Country Store, where I sampled sweet fudge and bitter cider. From there, my companion and I travelled north-by-northwest past churches and farms and white houses and bed-and-breakfasts. Vermont is not… Read More Vermont before the Fall
Recently, a beloved errand lent me the chance to walk for a spell in the city of my birth–Salem, Massachusetts. It’s an uncommon city whose spirit now twists around the singular error of its life. In what has to be one of the world’s weirdest successful marketing strategies, Salem embraces her infamous past as the… Read More Walking Salem
The polished wood gleams in the glow of flickering candles. It’s nighttime, and little moonlight breaks through the circular window panes in their cream-colored frames. Several dozen visitors have gathered in the courtroom of Colonial Williamsburg‘s dull-red brick Capitol building to serve as the jury in a recreated trial of Grace Sherwood, the “Virginia witch”.… Read More Cry Witch!
These are the times that try men’s souls. In the course of our nation’s history, the people of Boston have rallied bravely whenever the Sox have been threatened. Today, a new crisis has arisen. The Boston Red Sox organization has changed the team’s logo. The “Hanging Sox” has bumped the (redesigned) “Circle Sox” to alternative… Read More Just. So. Wrong.