"I will be coming from the gym. I hope it's okay if I am a little grubby." The message appears on my phone with a ting.
"Oh, same," I reply. "Now we can both be a little grubby."
That shared agreement is important. Two gym outfits cancel each other out and presumably make you invisible to those who don't condone such attire in public.
Call it development, call it gentrification, but Lower Greenville is settling into its revamped nightlife niche slowly but steadily. The latest jewel in the crown, Blind Butcher, is sustaining its meaty and beer-y buzz. Even as we somewhat sadly bid adieu to Zubar, I have found myself belly up to new establishments' bars or at the two-top of one of these new, more "health-conscious" restaurants. As bougie as it may be, I do like having so many variations of Brussels sprouts available to me in my neighborhood. A girl has to eat.More »