Well, hey there. Come on in.
Welcome to Dolliciously Me, my little corner of the internet devoted to good food, back roads, unexpected adventures, and the stories we pick up along the way.
I’ve been fortunate enough to do a fair bit of traveling in my life, and somewhere along the way I realized something:
I’m not very good at being a tourist.
Give me the famous landmark, sure. I’ll take the picture.
But then I’m going to want to know what’s down that little road over there.
I want to eat at the place with six tables where somebody’s mama is still making the gravy. I want to wander through the tiny town nobody puts on the itinerary. I want to know why there’s a twelve-foot chicken on the side of the highway and, more importantly, whether we can pull over.
I want the places with stories.
And I’ve collected a few of my own along the way.
I’ve lived abroad. I’ve traveled far from home and practically in my own backyard. I’ve eaten some wonderful things, met some unforgettable people, gotten myself into situations that seemed perfectly reasonable at the time, and learned that some of the best memories begin with the words:
“Well, this probably isn’t a good idea, but…”
That’s what Dolliciously Me is about.
There’ll be travel, but we’re taking the scenic route.
There’ll be food, because I was raised Southern and we don’t know how to have an experience without eventually feeding somebody.
There’ll be the occasional recipe worth bringing home.
There’ll be nostalgia, odd little discoveries, places you might want to add to your own wandering, and stories that may or may not involve me embarrassing myself at home and abroad.
Mostly, though, I hope this becomes a place for celebrating the good stuff we sometimes miss when we’re in too much of a hurry to get where we’re going.
Good people.
Good food.
Interesting places.
Stories worth telling.
So pull up a chair and stay awhile.
We’re probably going to get a little lost.
But around here, that’s kind of the point.
Welcome to Dolliciously Me.
Back roads. Good food. Stories the pictures don't tell.