After a few days in Woodstock, which is lovely but very small and posh, Dan and I were getting itchy feet for London where we had plans with the legendary Ginga Mark, and my good friend Hannah. Mark lives on the East end in a townhouse with rooms he's painted yellow, orange, and lime green. We felt right at home. After making dinner and a bit of dancing around the kitchen, we got dressed and ready to go to a nearby dubstep warehouse party. This was my first ware...

After a long journey with very little sleep, Dan and I were finally walking on the stone sidewalks to our little cottage. We turned onto a narrow one-lane street with high stone walls on either side. A little unmarked wooden door was in the middle of the wall and Dan unlocked it with an old-fashioned key. When the door opened I imagined we'd enter into an enclosed space like a garage but instead there was a beautiful courtyard garden. It was such a happy surprise...

I was a bit nervous about going to Brewer's Art in Baltimore because we'd heard their specialty was Belgium brews, and unlike Tuck who loves beer so much he can enjoy anything you put in front of him, I'll turn my nose up at a hefeweizen. The restaurant has a cozy and fancy first floor that we skipped over for the candlelight cellar bar with brick walls and archways. The three of us shared one of each of their house beers that were all titled with great names (...