- Small music venues. At a strip mall in Vienna, VA, I attended a concert for The Hot Club of Cowtown, a Western swing trio from Texas. You won’t find the genre on my “Most Recently Played” Spotify playlist, but I was in awe of their talent, their energy, and their crowd engagement. In such an intimate environment, they asked questions like “How are you doing out there?” and “What songs haven’t we played yet that you want to hear?” Ahhh, the perks of a small venue.
- My future family. My future aunt and uncle treated my fiancé, my future father in law, and my future brother in law to the concert, as they are big fans of the group. They are from South Carolina, but when they saw a show was scheduled for Northern Virginia, they decided the concert would be a great excuse to visit. Because we had a table by the stage, we were able to catch up for a bit before the show began.
- Hot honey on pizza. Seriously, if you haven’t tried it, change your dinner plans. My spice tolerance is embarrassingly low (can’t even eat buffalo wings), but this hot isn’t spicy hot. It gives a kick, but nothing that burns the mouth. Instead, its a sweetness, its a texture. It was the last pizza we ordered for the table and was hands down a favorite for everyone.
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