V Is for Vee Vee

I’m winding up the A–Z bar list. I had brunch at Vee Vee the other day, and it was fantastic!

Vee Vee
Nice postcard!










I opted for a grapefruit mimosa instead of a beer at 11:00 am. The veggie frittata and homemade biscuit were scrumptious.


Vee Vee veggie frittata







I’ve been meaning to check out this place since it opened. What’s scary is that I’ve been walking around thinking that it has been open for “a few years.” Then I read the website, and oh, no, it’s been open for seven years! Let this serve as a warning for anyone under the age of 30:

Enjoy every minute of your youth, because one day you will wake up and realize that years now feel like months.

Speaking of months, I have two months left for four letters: E, U, X, and Y. I welcome recommendations!


T – 58 Days

I’m closing the book on another decade in fewer than two months!!!!!



I’m taking solace in my new Peeps socks.








I have 20 things left to do on my list and am trying to talk myself into staying calm.

I’m planning to finish Tender Is the Night this weekend (#28 on the Modern Library’s Top 100 Novels List). And I am going to try my hand at Tatebanko, the Japanese art of paper dioramas. Those who know me well know that I’m just crazy about dioramas.

I was introduced to Tatebanko after visiting the Museum of Fine Art’s stunning Hokusai exhibit last night. I noticed the Tatebanko of Hokusai’s Great Wave off Kanagawa in the gift shop and thought I would give it a shot. If I figure it out, I will post a pic. Wish me luck!



Six Months

I have six months left of being a 30-something. OMFG!! I have six months to figure out how to enter a new decade gracefully = not kicking, screaming, sobbing, and cursing.

Alcohol will help, right? I have 14 more bars to go on the alphabet list. I went to Rosebud the other night. I’d been to the diner part of Rosebud, but at some point, a bar was tacked on. It’s newly renovated and it has a cool vibe. The bartenders wear gas attendant–style shirts. I tried the Aeronaut Armadillo. It did not taste like an IPA at all…it was nutty??

Excuse the crappy images; I took them with my phone.









Age Discrimination and Alphabet Bar Update

Firstly, Happy Veterans Day to the veterans out there, including my dad!

Secondly, I joined Match.com again, even though I swore I would never throw my money its way again. I was sucked in because I received a message about a week ago; I eventually broke down because I wanted to read the message.

It was a one-word message.

Yes, one word. Sadly, this is not the first one-word message I’ve received. Unless you’re Tarzan, you should have the decency to write a complete sentence.

Age and height discrimination is alive and well on Match. Almost all of the men I viewed were either looking for someone younger or taller than I am. I’m just incredulous. Even men my own age are not stooping to date someone who is the same age. Obviously these type of men are not worth my time, but it’s still shocking.

I hadn’t noticed the height discrimination before. Most of the men I viewed were looking for a woman 5’2″ or taller. Why not round down to 5’0″? Does a measly two inches really make a difference?? (I’m 5’1″.)

I cursed and grumbled as I blocked all of these men. Am I too easily offended? Single folks, would you contact these persnickety guys even if your age/physical requirements didn’t match what they were looking for?

Lastly, the alphabet bar update. Mary and I went to The Abbey, which is in our neighborhood. It’s dark and small and cozy = my favorite type of bar. Pumpkin beer was still on the menu, so I had a Cambridge Brewing Great Pumpkin Ale. SO good.











I’m 1/3 of the way through the list now…many more bars to come!