Sam and I decided to go Greek this weekend. We visited one of our favorite hotspots, Nick's. Nick's is not a place you go to for atmosphere, a romantic date, or for a fine dining experience. It is however, hands down the best Greek food I've ever had. The menu has a wide variety from bar food to traditional greek, but they're known for their gyros, potatoes, and Nick's secret sauce! Sam threatens to steal the bottle of sauce perfection everytime we go. My personal favorite is the Fallafel Wrap, it's diced tomatoes, onions, and sprouts atop delicious fallafel inside the softest pita you could ask for and drenched in Nick's sauce, add the potatoes and you won't be sorry! Your best bet is to go on a pretty day and sit outside. Inside is smoky and sort of depressing. I fantasize about redecorating everytime I'm there. Nick's is located on Whitlock Avenue in a little house which is connected to the Back Porch, one of Marietta's favorite dives.
Nick's at the Back Porch: 645 Whitlock Ave SW, Marietta 30064
(678) 355-1088


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I have had a day to make a working girl like myself jealous. I had breakfast with my husband, bacon, eggs, and gasp frozen waffles. Washed it down with a delicious cup of joe. My Mama keeps yelling at me for drinking too much caffeine, but it's my only vice.
After breakfast Sam went to work and I enjoyed a ritual of wiping down the kitchen counters, scrubbing the sink until it sparkles, and fluffing the pillows. The other rooms in our little cottage tend to get ignored but the living quarters get the royal treatment. Gotta stay prepared for drop by guests, you know?
After fluffing it was on to pulling weeds, fertilizing, and sitting on the front porch with some pink lemonade admiring my garden. I have become rather obsessed with it, writing in a garden journal and photographing its every move. Right now my heirloom rose is in full force, winding up the stairs of the back porch gracing us all with its creamy blooms:

A view of the back garden:

Home Sweet Home



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I went to visit my dear friend Emily's baby, Grant, at Mamas before dashing to the nursery to pick up a few things. Then it was home to meet Sam on his lunch break. A treat only ocurring while he takes some computer classes.
Around 1 o'clock I headed to Roswell to meet my friend Jodi at the Fickle Pickle. It was delicious! We had chicken salad on a croissant. Yum!

The Fickle Pickle
Jodi is on vacation and glowed like a vacationing woman should! Sometimes a week off from work spent at home is the best way to recharge. Jo and I covered all the basics...life, love, work, babies, and fried pickles. Jodi is a doer, always got her hand in something. She pushes me to explore my options. She's good for me. She's the reason I came home and decided to try my hand at blogging. I don't know where it will take me...but for now I will finish my sweet peach tea.