Kellie and Rachel

Once upon a time it was 2003 and I moved into a dorm room with too many people in too small of a space on a big ol’ college campus. And in that dorm were plenty of nice girls, but only a few that I still love with all my heart and who return my affections, even knowing how completely stupid I was when I was 19. And 20. And 21 (loooord, 21, when every “good” American girl really comes out of her shell and spends more nights than anyone should spend in cheap bars). And so on and so forth. Rachel lives in North Carolina now, Kellie’s still in Columbus, but Rachel drove over to hang out and tell old stories and eat brunch and walk around with Kellie and I (and Jon, that wonderful partner of mine who doesn’t mind baring witness to friends catching up and telling all the same old tales of embarassment and youthful revelry).

These are the people most used to me and my ever-present camera. (Plus Lindsey, too).

While walking back to our cars after brunch at Tasi-Columbus people, go there! You will love it!-we came across this giant metal Ohio sign outside one of the antique shops. It obviously once belonged to a car dealership, and I wish I had had the space or expendable income to purchase it. Surely it was only outside anyway because it was a game day. The attempt of O-H-no I just another-O is now permanently ensconsed in (digital) film.

O-HO!

OHO!

Ah dear friends. Till we meet again. It won’t be soon enough.

Black Olive

The night before Jon leaves, every time he visits, we try to go somewhere and have a nice dinner together. Delicious food, a few good drinks, and some conversation-it’s a good way to wrap up his visits. We can ignore how I spend most of the meal near tears, telling him to stay in Ohio because he “works on the internet”…but anyway. To say goodbye to spring break this time around we headed to Black Olive in the Short North (yes, we hang out in the Short North a lot….can’t help it!) The food was amazing and in fact we inhaled it so fast that I didn’t take pictures. Not that sometimes it’s enjoyable to not be the weirdo at a fancy place taking pictures of your meal. Sometimes you just have to enjoy the moment as it presents itself.


If you live in the Columbus area, you should definitely check out Black Olive. The grilled zucchini appetizer that we had was ridiculous. So good!