weekend trips

Feels Like Home

Nowadays, home is a word with an increasingly flexible definition. It means Wilmette, whose geography is etched into my nervous system, and Chicago, where I’ve always loved getting lost. It means Los Angeles, where a gaggle of family (and might-as-well-be-family) members have settled. And home now means Virginia, whether we’re talking about my current town …

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Never Hurts to Look

Why would one escape Northern Virginia to head for the Charlottesville hills, you ask? Well, for one, you could’ve seen Sharon Jones and the Dap-Kings play this past weekend. (They performed at the Jefferson Theater, a pretty and antiquey venue with the added plus of a slanted floor—so short people like me can see the …

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