After all these years...
Let me digress. Many moons ago, me and my pals decided to do a TV show down in Yelapa, Mexico. A demo tape of sorts. We shot it and sold it to the Travel Channel and it eventually became, Craving Adventure (watch it here). On the original shoot in Yelapa, we had a gal join us named Edie. She was a shooter that offered to come down for free and film with us (of course we paid all expenses)...and she was always raving about this little spot in Alabama called Fairhope. She had a rental house there and just went on and on about how it was the best small town ever. Of course, my interest was high level cause I'm always on the hunt...and it's never managed to seep out of my memory.
Every single time I go home to TN, or think about bolting from LA, or daydream about a small coastal village to wind down in (on the USA side of things), I've always gone back to thinking of Edie and her love of this tiny town. Even though I'd never been there...and rarely every saw anything on it in travel magazines...and knew next to nothing about it. It's just stayed tucked way back in my nugget.
Well, this trip to TN (the epic 8 day road trip me and Lis just took across country before the holidays), I decided it was high time to hit up Fairhope - you know, cause you never know when one needs to bolt and begin anew. We were fresh out of spending the night in another gem of a coastal village, Ocean Springs, MS, and were simply going swing through Fairhope for a look-see before cutting north to Chattanooga.
Of course, several glasses of wine and some perfect Italian food later, we were hooked on this town. Everyone pets your dog voraciously, the weather was super balmy, all the peeps were crazy friendly and happy, the shops were unique and full of treasures, there were big ole sweeping magnolias in the the plethora of parks, the coast was literally RIGHT THERE, and one could just imagine getting a wee cottage in Fairhope and making a go of it as a spy thriller writer. Me and Lis kept looking at each other, saying, "I'm serious! Are you serious??"
I will indeed make it back someday, but if anyone ever hops through this town headed points South East, well...hit up Pinzone's Italian. It's worth it for the baked bread and their dog happy ways. Not to mention the ragefully delicious lasagne with pesto. I just can't quit thinking about the place. And guess what our waitress had just done? Left NYC and started over in Fairhope :). Every road has a story.