Bikes, Brews, & Good Eats
Oh hey everyone! I didn’t forget about you. Pinky promise. See, I kindof went to Barcelona and forgot to tell everyone.
I know. Who does that?
So, while I have hundreds of Barcelona photos to sort through and edit and make blog posts with, I figured I’d ease back into blogging with something a little more tackle-able.
This past weekend (a few days after we flew back from Barca), my good friend K stopped in for a weekend during his summer road trip. Our Saturday together was of EPIC proportions and we rode, ate, and drank our way (quite literally in some cases) across town.
I don’t think I mentioned it before, but I took up mountain biking this spring. Yup, trees and bears and roots and all. I actually used to mountain bike back in college, but I hated it and quit after a few months of bashed up legs. When I realized that I was never going to talk G into riding on the road, I decided to give the sport another try–and I’m loving it!
I’m not spectacular yet and K doesn’t mountain bike much so we rode a slow but steady 12 or 13 miles in Carvin’s Cove just outside of Roanoke. Carvin’s boasts some 40 miles of trails, but we stuck to the easy low ones–no giant mountain climbs for me yet (did I mention I’m riding a single speed? All the reason more for no climbing…)–and it was an all-out awesome morning.
After showering and changing at my house, we headed down the street to Grace’s Pizza in Grandin for their $18 large pizza (spinach, mushroom, tomato) & a pitcher of beer (Blue Moon) special. (I don’t know what day of riding doesn’t call for beer and pizza…it’s practically a religious rite for me.) Grace’s is nothing particularly special as far as pizza goes–standard NY-style fare–but it’s probably the best good basic pizza in town and you really can’t beat the beer + pizza combo deal.
Later that afternoon we headed out to my new favorite brewery in town, Parkway Brewery in Salem. I’m writing a piece on them for a local magazine, so I won’t go into crazy detail about the place. Suffice it to say, this brewery is fantastically laid back with great brews to boot. Pictured here is the Bridge Builder Blonde and behind me (not pictured) was one of Roanoke’s local food trucks (that day it was The Noke Truck).
Basically, last Saturday was the perfect Saturday. Bikes, brews, friends, and good eats. Now to just get K to move here so we can do this more often!
I’m hoping to get some Barcelona recaps up soon but with life being so crazy, I’m not sure when they’ll happen. But, hey, better late than never, right?