“Oh, we must see the restaurant where Gwinny uncoupled,” said the writer who covers celebrities. He was one of my travel companions on my recent trip to the Bahamas. “I must eat exactly what she had and I want to take pictures of the table.” He was quite excited about this Gwinny and this restaurant and this meal and this uncoupling, which was a term I had never heard applied to the kitchen.
Was Gwinny just another celebrity chef? I wondered. Had she discovered a new technique for the uncoupling of oyster shells, perhaps, assuaging the stress on the little body inside, keeping the meat even more delicious? But, no, he had said that Gwinny ordered a meal. I was confused and tired of trying to figure this out. Read more
On my way to the gold souk in Dubai, I came across a big yellow box with two pipes running into a much smaller wooden box. The construction site looked crude. On the larger wooden box, someone had graffitied the command “Ask your tour guide about this.” The instructions were underlined and a square-shaped U sat at the bottom as a signature. On the other side of the box was a pair of eyes and thickly raised eyebrows that indicated either fear or shock or doubt. The eyes peered from a burka and had Arabic writing beneath it. Read more
The famed statesmen Benjamin Franklin wore many hats. He was a philosopher, diplomat, printer, scientist, and civic planner. But if you pay a visit to the newly revitalized Benjamin Franklin Museum in Philadelphia, you’ll not only respect the man more, you’ll appreciate the clever ways of his odd imagination.
In an effort to have the museum appeal to children and adults, the collection offers an array of artifacts and Franklinisms, (though it does not go into any great depth, which Marissa appreciated), and it attempts to provide visitors with a hands-on experiences and even a few laughs. Read more
When you only have a limited time for vacation, why spend the majority of it driving to your activity of choice? The White Mountains of New Hampshire are a winter junky’s paradise, but there are certain hotels situated at the foot of adventure. Here are the best hotels in the White Mountains for skiers, snowboarders, and cross-country riders. (Plus two bonus accommodations for the less nimble: historians and beer drinkers.) Read more
Whenever I visit Toronto, the shit always hits the fan. Whether Mayor Ford is sampling crack or a G-20 summit leads to riots on the street, I still always manage to have a great time. I want you to have the best time, too. While the New York Times will give you 36 hours in one place, we at Somewhere Or Bust give you 37. Without further ado, for the best things to do in Toronto over a weekend here’s how to spend those 37 hours. (Since the New York Times’ 36 Hours never adds up to a day and a half, neither will this, if you’re keeping score at home.) Read more